Thought I could write again but it appears that I still need more time. More time to make sense of things floating around in my head. Make sense of the constantly changing feelings that my soul churns out and my mind attempts to translate. I still feel swallowed up in regret and shame and that makes it hard to see beyond. That's all for now.
its almost been a year since i went on a blog hiatus. a year since i've written anything personal on the world wide web. the break was an intentional one, and at the time i also retreated from facebook, pinterest, twitter and instagram.
|vancouver airport. August 2013|
slowly i've come back. only waiting until i felt ready.
its certainly a mental shift going from hibernation to the very public social media world.
but its been good.
in fact, a welcome opportunity to connect with friends and family.
likewise, this morning i felt ready to yank open the privacy curtains of this blog and allow my thoughts to filter out.
i'm a little worse for wear this time around.
a little more worn. (EXTRA worn to perfection?)
a little more scratched up, stained and bruised since my last entry.
i won't share in great detail or depth reasons behind my "extra worn-ness".
maybe someday. but not here. not now.
however, hopefully, i will over time be able to capture and write how i am healing, and how recent pain has etched a new song in my heart.
turbulence or clear blue skies, i'm ready for take off ... (i think).