I got lost.
One moment I was speed typing my thoughts across the page. My thoughts racing so fast I could barely keep up. I’d slap a corresponding picture up, type in a few tags and hit publish. Not once a day but several times a day.
The next moment, two years later or maybe it’s been three, I am looking at the screen wondering…. where did I go? What have I been doing?
I accomplished so much here and met so many people. And then it’s like I was abducted by aliens and I just disappeared from here. Sure I have posted a few things but the person I was got lost… or is she gone?
I’ve always hated the world blog. I mean it sound like something a frog would say as it’s clearing it’s throat. Nonetheless, I found myself blogging my feelings nearly 10 years ago as a way to exercise my demons. Because out of shape demons are nasty little bastards. Seriously though, I was just a person trying to keep her shit together. I mean some of you have been here from the beginning.
I wonder if you are still here?
This has always been a place for me to be real. Real with myself as much as anyone. So if I were to be REAL about where I have been I’d have to say I’ve been doing the hard work it takes to survive some major changes.
I got sober and I got a divorce.
Oh and my daughter is now a teenager.
I also fell in love with a really nice man. I feel lucky.
So I don’t think I got lost… but maybe just a bit sidetracked and here I am your prodigal sister wondering where you’ve been and what you’ve been doing.