Since going back to work, I have been posting much less frequently. Far less than my post a day for the last 6 months. This certainly wasn’t my intention. It appears, even posting last Sunday’s sermon is hard to keep track of. That will change and I ask for your patience.

One reason for this is my family. Now, I am not making an excuse of them, believe me. It is just that my daughter, the beautiful soul that she is, misses having me around, and the early departures (when I hope to do most of my writing) came to a quick end when she reminded me of something:

She likes sharing breakfast with me.

Just me.

And it is hard to say no to that. In fact, I refuse to. Sometimes I do have to leave before she wakes up, like today and I feel pretty guilty about it; and sometimes I allow breakfast to spill into playing and getting dressed and all of the other distractions that prevent me from getting the start I planned for my day. But considering the cost that she is paying, can’t she and I do breakfast?

This leads to the question I really don’t want to have to ask myself: does that mean I have to set my alarm even earlier? Because, I’ve got to tell you that our bed is warm and comfy at 6 in the morning. And I’m not even sure my alarm can even be set for anything earlier than that…