That my daughter, Susan, reads my blog is exciting news. That she expects me to keep it up is high praise.
I don’t blog to introduce guilt into my life. But, in this case, a little guilt may not be a bad thing. Well, let’s not call it guilt. I’ll settle for “awake up call,” instead.
May was busy with end-of-semester activities, graduation, and preparations for a month-long trip to Southern Africa (more about that in subsequent posts).
Since returning from my travels, my blog muse has been unusually silent and I have allowed myself to enjoy uncharacteristically low productivity and to wallow in major self-indulgence—though I suppose some will argue that writing a blog is the ultimate display of self-indulgence.
That you are so excited about the fact that I read your blog is flattering! That I am one of your many adoring fans, not surprising. I am glad that my “nudge” recalled you back to life. Your stories are enjoyable and are sure to inspire all who read them . They also remind me of how proud I am to be your daughter. Looking forward to many more. I love you Daddy!
For a dad, it doesn’t get any better than this! Thanks for always being there to “nudge” me!