Well, well, well…said with the slow & deliberate drawl of someone who wants to add a dose of both drama & of self deprecation to the opening of what has taken SO long to get fingers to keyboard.
I’m back, you good people, you.
Fun factoid: after many failed attempts at returning to the writing that I love so much, its finally happened, literally a year to the day of my last post.
I was not aware of said date, so how’s about that for cosmic interference?
Initially, I started this blog to express myself, to connect with others & maybe, just maybe, toss something out there that someone would grab onto & say “me, too!”. I had high hopes of growing it to be something y’all might want to begin your morning with or end a long day by, full of relatability & humor & content applicable to whatever you deemed fit.
Like so many other potential endeavors, life got in the way, along with sneaky doses of self doubt, anger towards current events & a new job that has given me such a strong sense of acceptance & creativity that the urge to write was diminished enough for me to back burner this project.
Or so I thought.
Lately, I’ve found that my needs for conversation & artistic pursuits are greater than I thought so here we go again, a wee do over cause those aren’t only reserved for children still learning their way around dodge ball or Red Rover.
In the middle of…
…finding that while I know things, I don’t know ALL the things & if that’s not absolutely delightful, I can’t recognize what is.
…having the energy & desire to put myself out there, even when there’s uncertainty & the potential for folly, misunderstanding or disinterest.
…embracing the challenges of crafting engaging fare that keeps you coming back for more, despite an often scorching case of agonizing brain fog.
With the classic words of a sweet little train, I think I can, I think I can.
As a woman who has seen more than she lets on, I know I can, I know I can.
