Two Years Later

Well…it’s been two years since I’ve been back here. And I reread a lot of what I posted. And a lot of your comments. And I wanted to say thank you. Thank you to each and every one of you for being there for me. I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for you. And that’s the truth.

Two years went really quick. And I did a lot of living during that time. A lot of growing. A lot of trial and error. A lot of tears. A lot of laughs. A lot of life.

And, I’m ready to talk again. I’m ready to write again. I’m ready to find the humor in the every day happenings of my life and share them again.

But I can’t do it here.

This place…though cathartic and healing…still belongs to her. The old me. The lost wife. The shattered soul longing for her husband to come home. And she, well, though she is someone I greatly respect and admire for her ability to allow me to become, she needs to stay here. So I can live.

So…come along. Come with me and see what amazing awkwardness is in store as I figure out how to live my new life. is where you’ll find me.