Over twenty years ago, back around the turn of the century, I started a blog. I kept writing for almost fifteen years.

I didn’t think it would last that long when I started. All I knew was that I was in a traumatic marriage and living in an isolated part of the world. At the time, blogging was my way to safely express my thoughts. I thought that maybe, if someone read what I wrote, I might get some validation that I wasn’t going crazy.

It was cathartic to write. I did get the validation I so needed at the time. I made some wonderful friends who have been with me every step of the way since then.

Over time, writing became less of a cathartic exercise and more documentation of my life during a period of transition.

I stopped writing around fifteen years ago. I don’t know why I stopped – it’s easy to blame a change in websites (there was), being in a much happier place (and a infinite upgrade in husband!), an increase on focus on my career, not making enough time, the list goes on.

Now, I find myself at another transitional period of my life. I’m retiring! For the first time in over 30 years, I will not be working full time, and moving to another country, to boot. It’s going to take me some time to figure out what that looks and feels like to me. So I’m turning back to what I did all those years ago – writing.

I’m hoping to make this another chronicling exercise, and hopefully will make some new friends along the way.

Thank you for choosing to share the journey.