Where go? What Do?

Where go? What do?
One of the many choices I considered while naming this blog. It's something that my children and I used to say to one another.
Where go? What do? It was our casual way of asking how your day was or what kind of mischief you were about to get into. It usually brought a big grin and a pause for long enough to chat and laugh and be close. But not always.

Where go?
I suppose I should write about who I am and where I've been. Not just the geography of the whole thing but where I have been in lifes journey. This is something I have often wondered if I really should do or not.

I have a lot of skeletons in my closet. Some of them still rattle.

What do?
The saying "Been there, done that, got the t-shirt" completely applies to this old broad.
There are days when I feel as if I am the life sized cutout from a country western song.

As I sit here and ponder just how much of my life I want to post on the Internet, I wonder how much of myself I am willing to expose to the entire world. At this very moment - maybe not so much.

After all, if you give of yourself by reaching out and opening up, you take the risk of being hurt. But then again if you don't take chances you cannot grow.

I'll figure it out. For now though I think that I'll just start with the now.
Maybe later I'll go on to the who, what, when and where.