Over the years, my daughter Priscilla has written volumes and volumes of diaries, notebooks, and sheaves of papers that I was not allowed to read. Now that she has started to blog, I am delighted. I can read what she is writing at last.
Her blog is called ‘Life and Times of a Rambler’
Note from Dec 2019: Prisy has deactivated her blog and says that she will let me have a peep at it in 2028. Sigh!
Courage to tremble 
A published work (even it be on a blog) is for the reading. 🙂 I am sure she would be delighted if she knew YOU read what she wrote.
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I found this the other day, but didn’t go back because I wasn’t sure she’d appreciate her mom’s friend reading. Would she welcome me to read her thoughts as well?