I am still under construction

Mum - framed in old tradition

Trying to find the right fit for the blog is like revisiting the construction of your own life. It takes several attempts, false starts, building, demolishing, rebuilding to the point where there appears to be no end to the construction. Just like living.

Life is not perfect.

It never was.

It takes a life time to build,

But how long is a life time? Do we have a time frame, a point somewhere in the future where we know that's the destination when you could put your possessions aside and lay down to rest?

Each living day is a construction of life.

Some took pain in selecting their tools.

Many let others do the selecting for them.

A few just let life happens.

Just like building this blog.

It is still under construction.

So is my life.

at this point.