dusting off the cobwebs...

I don't know if I have any readers of this blog anymore. I doubt it. Which is fair enough considering I haven't written anything for an age.
I never knew how exposed you became with a blog until one day it all dawned on me and I guess that is why I stopped blogging. The last poem here was posted just after my wife an I lost our second baby. Earlier this year we said a prayer for our third. (It is strange - the thought of saying a prayer when you question a God who can allow such things to happen, but I do not wish to travel that road here, that is a road I must travel on my own)...
... When I opened up Blogger I just fancied posting something and to be honest I thought that I would have wanted to ramble about more things... so much has happened in the last year; cows, sockmonkey's, design etc. But I have just read through things I previously wrote and don't really fancy it. Maybe another time

But you can't always choose your path in life. sometimes you just have to keep on walking though. I originally wrote this post (the bit in italics) a couple of months ago but never made it this far and just saved it as a draft. Today I guess I am feeling little more bold, have slightly more energy, and a small smile on my face. So with a loving wife at my side and good friends close at hand, I continue.

I'm not giving up.