Hobnobbing...

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Long before the laptop keyboard was born, there was the beloved keyboard to my now defunct old-fashioned typewriter.  I have always had a 'thing' for typewriters.

I learned how to type in high school when my mother had left a relationship with a Black-Foot Indian and had newly taken up with "Slim", a full-on cowboy with a ranch in Montana.  Writing was my only way to stay in communication with her and if nothing else, I wanted to stay abreast of whose side she was currently on: the cowboys or the indians?

My (adult) children have been beseeching me for years to start my own Blog.  Of course, there was first, the obstacle of my resisting laptops and becoming computer savvy.  I am nowhere near computer savvy but being that I love to write (letters, essays, prose, poems and general musings) it made sense for me to adjust to a too flat keyboard and indulge myself in the sheer joy I experience when 'hobnobbing' with myself or others through the written word.

So, let this then be my first foray into the complex and deep waters of my inner-life that may be of benefit to some (or at least a love-letter, of sorts, to my children) who, like yourselves, should feel free to take what you want from it and leave the rest behind....

Tanina
(Gracie Garp)