I'm all right... Don"t nobody worry 'bout me

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In the words of Mark Twain, the reports of my (blog) death are greatly exaggerated. Sometimes when you least expect it, life just sneaks up on you. Perhaps it is best to start at the beginning... I think better in chronological order anyway :)

This past December I made the difficult decision to separate from my husband. It was a very emotional time and I retreated to find myself and restore relationships with friends and family.

We have since reconciled, and found ourselves in the midst of a new adventure together-- the building of a new house, our house. The process has just begun (we've bought land, settled on a plan & picked out tile) and I can already tell it will be one of those "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" type situations.

Throw in state-mandated testing, fixing up the current house for re-sale, moving myself out, moving him out 4 months later, living in an apt filled with boxes, tennis lesson, 2 trips to Louisiana, my first craft bazaar and the end of the school year. I am just finding time to catch my breath. And to find words to write. Sometimes you've just got to step away from it all to gain perspective, and I think I'm ready to be back.

Somedays I just want to create something.
Somedays I just want to be silly with the young un.

Somedays I just want to sing (loudly!) & dance .

Somedays I just want to surround myself with the people that make me happy.
Somedays I just want to be left alone.

Somedays I just want to read a book.

But no matter what kind of day, I want to be open to the possibilities this blog presents. For creativity. For inspiration. For re-connecting. For tears. For laughter. For giving. For receiving. For forging new friendships. For finding me. And I invite you all to come along for the ride.