Maybe another day

Okay...so I know I said I'd write a little about what we talked about in MOPS, but I'm just not feelin' it. I've been sitting her writing for 20 minutes or so and if this was a paper and pencil kind of thing...The waste basket next to the desk would be full with wadded up pieces of paper. The thing is, I have so much to say about what we talked about, and where my heart is right now, but I can't seem to get the words to make sense. I guess it's just one of those days! Maybe we'll have more luck tomorrow!