run on sentences

I guess I am too picky about what I write in here - I have great, profound thoughts, but am too tired, or ....I wait too long and they go away, left only as cryptic comments written on my running journal pages, supposedly to remind me or spur me into writing something that the two or three people who read my blog will say "Wow! She's a genius!". Anyway, a lot of stuff has happened since April when I last documented. Bruce and I drove back to WI to sort through things in his parent's home, which will be sold soon. Both parents are in nursing homes so we were there for the first time without one or both of them being around to greet us. The house seemed to shrink in size as we looked in dresser drawers and closets that we were not privy to before. As I went for what might be my last run in that beautiful, small town, I thought about how much junk we all have and how someday our kids will have to go through it. Still we took some treasures for ourselves and for our kids.