And so it goes…

I’ve been thinking of opening this website for some time now. I had run it by one of my jobs, and while they were interested, it hasn’t been quick in coming, and you know how it is with us writers – once we have something to write, we need to write it. There’s simply no ifs, ands or buts about it. It needs to be let out, and let out now.

And so, Widow Speak is born. Named so because I am a widow, I’m speaking, and the fact that it slurs into widows peak makes me laugh. Yes, I’m easily amused – what else is new?

This is our story – mine and Kevin’s and the kids, together and separately. Maybe, some day, the kids will read this and discover something they wanted to know, something they hoped never to find out (after all, I am THAT kinda mom) something that brings theme even closer to the memory of the father they adored.

I won’t promise to write every day. I won’t promise to write every week. I will, however, promise to write. The store will be told. I will tell it. You will read it. You will like it. Or you won’t – either way, it’s a journey only just begun…