Lately I have been reading blogs again, and it brought me back to a happy time. I was so excited when I first started blogging. I had grandiose dreams. Of course I knew extraordinarily little and had no idea just how hard it would be, or how much passion and dedication and openness it would require. But still, I would wonder, what if… I miss it and I want to start again, but without any goals or expectations. To just write.

I’m not even sure if I still know how to use WordPress…

When I went back to work in an office four years ago, I thought it was temporary, a means to pay for the big 2016 road trip, which was extra in every way because it was also the summer Rich turned 50. I had planned multiple adventures and really needed the funds. I never planned to stop writing. But you know what they say about making life plans. I went from part-time to full time to quitting and then starting again part-time at another job and teaching and then back to full time. Four years later I find myself in a professional position that in some ways I was destined for – if I had stayed in the workforce after having Barrett & Hunter. It is a very long and complicated story about how I ended up where I am today, but the fact that I got to lean out for fifteen years, and still got here, well that’s kind of miraculous.