A long time ago, I had very concrete ideas about where my life was going to go.

Boy, was I wrong.

I wonder now, if this is good or bad.  Was my original plan one that I should have followed?  Or has my life been richer by “winging it”?

And why do I care?  It isn’t as if I can rewind and do it over.  So why do those thoughts creep in, late at night when all is quiet, and whisper softly, what if? What if?

And why, do they then whisper, what next? What next?

About tammierue

About me? I am constantly trying to answer that question to myself,so how to answer to another? I am on my own for the first time in many years and am finding my way step by step.
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