What I’m learning from my prolonged season of waiting, and the growth and adventures I’m experiencing along the way.
The past few weeks have been a roller coaster of emotions. I wanted the next blog post I wrote to be about picking up my van, getting an adventure or two under my belt, and all of the wild, crazy, beautiful emotions that would come with adjusting to this next phase in my life. This post is still about all of that, even if everything looks a lot different than I thought it would.
It was no easy task, but I finally have a van! Read about my journey to find it and get it to the builder.
Saying goodbye to a home that that helped me endure so much, including experiencing the pandemic solo and a breakup.
Here are some things that helped me cope through the pandemic as a single woman a long way from family.
The woman behind the blog: Read all about what brought me to this point in my life and why I’ve decided to make some radical changes.
Confession: I barely wrote for the last year. I had so many emotions — primarily grief — just clogging up every pathway to my greatest passion. Losing Dad was too big of a thing to touch. Sometimes things are just too heavy to put on a page. I’ve always known writing is how I best process and reflect whatever I’m going through, but I think the biggest blockage was my denial. How could I write about it if I didn’t want to let myself believe it?