Blogging has been a struggle for me for awhile. My daughter is getting older so fodder is few and far between. I blogged before it was trendy. I blogged when it was cool. And I kept writing when blogging supposedly died. But I'll admit, taking a brief hiatus has been rough.
And honestly, my brain feels like it's turning to mush. I need to write more than just 140 characters at a time.
So now, I'm running a gamut of emotions as I return to blogging. I'm anxious. (Will anyone even read this?) I'm worried. (What if I never really knew how to write?) I feel rejuvenated. (My fingers are tapping away on the keyboard!)
But I am back, and I'm returning at a point of happiness and strength and just not giving a rat's behind about what other people think.
I read once that your passion isn't something you do. It's crafting an experience for another human being.
2014 was a trial run. I finally have figured out what I need, what I want and who I need in my life. No longing for past loves. No hoping for ridiculous future plans and moves. I'm ready to experience my life, my city and my passions on my terms.
So here's to 2015. Here's to warmer temps and sunny skies.