For those who care to bear with some of my random thoughts...

My life has changed so quickly. In July I had no idea what was coming. In October I skipped merrily along. And then in December life was crazy different than my plans. I look ahead at the next few months...March...May...July again, they're empty pages in my calendar, blank canvases waiting for paint. Can I plan them and they will come to be? Will paint appear on them by some unbidden hand, creating a picture I could never have imagined? Do my suggestions and choices create them moment by moment? Or is life some combination of these? Or possibly something else that has never even crossed my mind?