#time is fickle

Lately I've been focusing on the fact that I'm not too old to begin something new. I've begun to learn to play guitar and piano. I played piano years ago but it's been a minute. I'm also learning on a small keyboard so not the greatest but I'm grateful for what I have. As for the guitar, for now I'm learning on my step daughters youth guitar. So far so good.

The years have flown by. My oldest biological daughter is 10 1/2. One memory I have of her homecoming was being stranded in the parking garage of the Jackson Rancheria in Jackson, CA where both her father and I worked. My parents' car had broken down on our way home from the hospital. Their poor car was exhausted because I had gone into labor 5 minutes after they had arrived from Central Oregon and we immediately had to leave for the hospital. That seems like just yesterday. For 3 years now my girls' father is no longer in our lives, but those years have sped by.