This week? I have no words. At least not yet.
Perhaps “celebrating” the anniversary of both my oldest sister’s death and my Dad’s death robbed me of my words.
Or perhaps it’s because it’s Easter Week, the roughest week in our Christian calendar.
Or perhaps it’s something else.
No matter. I have faith that my words will return.
And when they do, I’ll write again.
I just need a little more time.