thoughtfulA year ago, I had a dream, marking the beginning– or return to– a larger journey. I do indeed have my life back, confusing as ever, with a fair share of new twists. The last year has been spent learning what love requires and what it means to be faithful, getting intimately acquainted with irony and weirdness. I’ve given and received, taken risks and taken losses. Made plenty of mistakes, and though I learned from them and their costs, I learned still more from the ones I didn’t make and why.
I don’t think it gets easier from here, and honestly, I don’t know that I want it to. I know who I am, and I’d rather face the fire than run from it. Show up and see what happens. Where else would I go?
