“Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.” ~ John Lennon

I started this blog over a decade ago. In the beginning, I would publish posts on a regular basis but the freedom I once had of being able to post what I wanted, when I wanted, has slowly taken a back seat to the new dynamic of dealing with the other plans life has inadvertently thrown in my path.

This is not a pity blog, and I will never complain that my blogging has taken a backseat to my writing, and self-publishing, three books. The words I write today are written to simply remind myself that I have this forum to share my whimsical thoughts. I am not bound by the non-existent outline of the novel I am currently writing. This is my safe space, the space that allows me to exist on my own terms and follow the rules I create without being compelled to write the words my characters encourage me to write.

I have missed the freedom I feel in this space. Every time I open a blank page to create a new post, I am overcome by same emotion I felt when I wrote my first blog post and I let the words come to me from the same place they came from ten years ago. This space will always be my happy place, and I am always overwhelmed by emotion knowing this space will always be here to greet me and be willing to listen to what I have to say without casting judgement.

I know now that I don’t have to ask ‘are you there blog?’ because it will always be here, waiting for me to come back to it and share my thoughts.