Several months ago I made a phone call to my parents' home when I got off work just as I do so many days when I get off to check on them and tell them about my day. No answer. The answering machine came on, I heard my daddy's kind voice on the recorder, the beep, and I began, "Hey, ya'll, it's just me. Just calling to see what ya'll were up to, I love you, call me when you get home." I later got a call from them and my daddy said, "What do you mean "Just Me" - there is no such thing as a JUST Valencia!" with a chuckle in his voice. I smiled from ear to ear because I could feel the love in his voice. A father doesn't think of his children as a "just" - to him I felt much more than a just a JUST me...However, this conversation touched me and it's become somewhat of an "icon" to me and now when I leave a message and say "Hey, it's just me..." I smile really big becuase the Just Me means more than just a "just me!" With this in mind and having a love for writing which may not mean very much to anyone else besides those who love me a little I've decided to create an additional blog that will be devoted to what's on my mind, you know "Just Me."