I’m in Gulf Shores, Alabama. The first stop on my way back to LA. It’s a lovely little witesand, southern haven. I’m sure it gets crazy red-necky on the weekends, so I’m glad I’m shoving off on Friday. Next stop Nola.  It was Juma’s first time at the beach or seeing the ocean. The sea scaredhim half to death. I lifted him up and held him and I waded in the warm water, knee deep. Maybe he’ll be better today. 

So enough about you… what about me and what I did?  How am I responsible for this too?  I’m sure there must be reasons and blame on my side, but a one-way blog isn’t an ideal forum for feedback.  I may never be able to make amens in person, but without knowing my part in it, I’ll never be able to in cyberspace either. Whatever it is, whatever it was, I’m sorry.