Why Dee?

Often faced with life altering, world changing decisions, I was confronted with another recently...what should my future grandchildren and present step grandchildren call me. As a young "ish", hip "ish", cool "ish" kind of girl, I needed a name that said me. My mother had requested "Grandmommy" or "Grandmother" when her grandchildren began arriving, then found herself wondering why all were calling the grandfatherly counterpart "Pop" before they formulated the mouthful that was "Grandmother." Like my mother, though, somehow Granny or Gamma or Grandma or Nana just didn't seem to fit. I know a cool grandmother whose grands call her Kiki. Fabulous, isn't it? So sad that one was taken. My sister wishes to be called the quite elegant "Anna" (pronounced Ahhhh-na) by her future grandchildren, after my newly speaking children somehow morphed "Aunt" and "Diane" into Anna. They gave away a great one, didn't they?

After sleepless nights and endless consternation, I think I have chosen the no-nonsense, easily articulated, kind of funky Dee. I hope it fits......

Hi, and welcome to my adventure in blogging. I will learn as I go. I suppose as a first step, I should assess where I am. At this point, what do I know for sure? I know that my twelve year old probably surpasses my computer savvy one hundred times over. I know that I am not sure where this adventure will lead. But,I know that, on some level, I am a writer. Writing soothes me, engages me, inspires me. Writing is me. So I must be unequivocably, undeniably, unquestionably qualified to blog, right?


I will blog about what I see. I will blog about what I think. I will blog when I have something to share. I hope you will do the same.