every moment a gift
Monday, September 29th, 2008The few autumn decorations here and there help to remind me: time passes. This day will flee like the last, and even more so, this moment.
Never mind the exhaustion, the sense of just trying to make it through the day with clean clothes and full bellies. Never mind emotions in upheaval; this is no time [...]
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. 







