As I go back through the past year and look at each post, I have realized that I've come a long way. Sure, I no longer post personal thoughts, only because life is so stressful right now that I don't feel comfortable airing it on the interwebs (thanks to Twin for that word of the day). Once things slow down and settle down, I will more than likely start posting about family once again.
Confused..." and apparently it's my thoughts on a book called "The Silent Girl" by Tess Gerritsen I happened to be reading. First off, I don't even remember reading the book. Now I've read a lot of books in my life, but that one escapes me. To be honest, I don't even remember posting about my confusion of the book.
I don't think I even figured out "who-dunit", otherwise I would have remembered. Maybe it's time to pick up either a cozy murder mystery or chick-lit.