A soft light filters through the stand of trees behind my hilltop home. It is a gentle, early morning light. The light always comforts me.
On sleepless nights and weary mornings, I look forward to this light. And so, this morning, The Type A Lady wakes up.
I haven't written in such a long time and, for that, I have no excuse. I'm sorry.
I'm easily distracted and, I must say, 2016 has distracted me in so many ways. I'll write more about this later.
We've been perpetually moving since the new year hit and this has reeked havoc on my schedule and discipline. I've lost my place a bit, but I promise I'll get it back.
With that, I make a list and a promise to be more consistent with my communication:
____I'll write something at least once a week
____I'll talk to God about this writing stuff and brainstorm ideas
____I'll think of you, fellow list makers, and try to fill a need
____I'll thank God for this privilege and keep it humble...keep it real
____I'll settle down and look up...to the Light.
Love, The Type A Lady