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Hello everyone. It has been a somewhat productive day. I've finished another chapter of my story. It is posted in the short story section under Kings, Queens, and Pawns, so check it out if you get a chance. I'm not sure if this is really going to be the fourth chapter of my story, but that it where it has ended up at the moment. I'm still working out the details of my world in my head, but it is a good idea of where I'm looking to go. More will be revealed about the world, its people, and the politics as Arabella discovers them for herself. Please leave any feed back that you can for me in the thread. For any of you who write... Is it a good idea to write the final chapter or chapters of a story before writing the rest of it??? I've an idea on how I want everything to end, but I'm not sure if writing it out is a good idea. I worry that I may decide that a different ending just fits better and that what I thought would happen just isn't the case.

Everything else here is just the same routine. We went out yesterday to pick berries and then I made raspberry jam with them last night. The kids are just doing their thing and enjoying the sunshine. I think my little girl is about to start really trying to pull up on things and stand. I can't believe that she is already at that point. It seems like it was only a couple of months ago when I was hoding her as a fresh newborn. Now, she is almost a year old, and I find that I wonder where time is going. It doesn't feel that my life should have progressed to the stage that it has. I'm already worrying over schools for my son and I know that my daughter will not feel that far behind him. It seems so odd that years have passed in not much more than a blur. Sure, I remember the high points, but I can't tell much of what I've done in the last five years. It seems that life is busy and I'm always doing things, but if you ask me what I've been doing over the last year or so I just draw a blank. It seems unfair in some ways that when I wanted life to fly by as a child it didn't, and now I want it to slow down so that I can catch my breath and enjoy things a little. It feels as if I'm missing so much that I want to cherish. I really wanted to savor my children being small since they are the only two I'll ever have and I seem to be missing the chance to do that. Does anyone else ever feel like it is all passing them by???

Well, I'm off to bed on that depressing note. I have to be up early with my little ones, so I need to get some sleep.

Take Care,
~Meg~