It has been six years since my last blog post.
As I type that, I have to laugh because it sounds as if I'm sitting in a confessional. You'll have to forgive me, caffeine is still holding me hostage and it's dark and all sorts of midnight and I can't sleep. I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, time. It goes by at a trickle on Mondays and like a raging river on Fridays. Memories fade, yet some are so vivid you can close your eyes and replay them like it all happened yesterday. A lot has happened in six years. In no particular order: I found love and fell out of it, started school and finished it [for now], went to the gym then got sucked into the couch then went to the gym again then may have bought a new couch to get sucked into, snagged a job I love after a few failed attempts to even like a few others, shit hit the fan and then it all worked out [like always], my heart and mind grew and learned how to live in a more peaceful and positive place, I learned the importance of simple kindness, I helped sustain a life form a.k.a. the love of my life a.k.a. my [almost] eleven year old,
and the list goes on...
As I type that, I have to laugh because it sounds as if I'm sitting in a confessional. You'll have to forgive me, caffeine is still holding me hostage and it's dark and all sorts of midnight and I can't sleep. I digress. Where was I? Oh yes, time. It goes by at a trickle on Mondays and like a raging river on Fridays. Memories fade, yet some are so vivid you can close your eyes and replay them like it all happened yesterday. A lot has happened in six years. In no particular order: I found love and fell out of it, started school and finished it [for now], went to the gym then got sucked into the couch then went to the gym again then may have bought a new couch to get sucked into, snagged a job I love after a few failed attempts to even like a few others, shit hit the fan and then it all worked out [like always], my heart and mind grew and learned how to live in a more peaceful and positive place, I learned the importance of simple kindness, I helped sustain a life form a.k.a. the love of my life a.k.a. my [almost] eleven year old,
and the list goes on...
So here I am. Back to a blank screen with a blinking cursor and lots of space to fill with what my life has been like for the last six years, and you know what? I really don't want to talk about most of it. Not right now at least. If I could pick a life mantra it would have to be "keep moving forward". So I will and I am. I'm here for a reason though, right? To vent. To pour my heart out to the willing reader. To embrace a little vulnerability and raw emotion. To be heard. So, if you're willing to listen, stay tuned. Jillian's back.