Well, they say that confession is good for the soul, so here I come with a confession! I started out my new blog with an alphabet approach to posts. I intended to participate in the Blogging April Challenge. I believe I completed the project in two previous years and really wanted to do it this year, too; however, my energy level for anything, including writing, has been somewhat low since March 8, when I had a total knee replacement.

So here’s my explanation. For years, I have said that I’d write a memoir about being an only child. I even had a title — Growing Up Only. If you’ve read my first three posts on this blog, you’ve seen a bit about growing up as the only child in my family. After trying to think of several things to write about, I’ve decided that my only-child life wasn’t interesting enough to write a whole book about. So . . . I may continue to write alphabetically; however, I won’t be straining to think of childhood memories to put here.

I hate to be a quitter, but in this case, I am, and I really don’t feel too bad about it. I’ll continue to try to wrap my brain about another book that I REALLY want to write . . . one about our son Jay, who died in 1992, when he was only 24. That title will be My Mom’s Always Hot. Strange, you say? You’ll have to read it to get the significance. Here’s a funny photo of Jay and me.

Pinchy Jay