io capisco l'italiano, un po

Utilizing my driving time to visit Dad in Whitehouse (care facility) or spending other love miles traveling to Pittsburgh, Brooklyn, Kalamazoo and Sicily to listen to my Pimsleur CD Italian Course.  In combo with my Rossetta Stone, I may loose my status as a "mute" next time I go to Italy. Scusi, vorrei bere del vino adesso da mei.

TIME TO START AGAIN, RENEWED, AGAIN & REVISITED, AGAIN!

Heck, why not give it a go.....
I think I have a great need to collect my thoughts and deposit them in a central location for safe keeping.  There have just been so many different adventures going on in my life and I have found myself traveling paths, finding footprints that may just be mine from another day or another journey.  My goodness, this feels good; it is what I need to be doing.

I feel empowered as today is the anniversary of one year ago when I began to wonder about my commitment to remembrance.  (Note date of blog post of April 26, 2011)  A year is a terrible thing to waste without words to give it immortality.

So on August 31, 2011, I vowed to begin again.  Well that was a promise broken!
Now I am trying to figure out how to make sure I don't loose my blog.  I may not use it
but I remember it and I want to be able to get to it when my vow will stay it's course.
This blog is important to me because it was a transitional tool.