Back in June of 2010, when I began this blog, it was a place to write out my thoughts, to get a bit of clarity and share things I’d found to be helpful. At the time, I was a mother to a seven year old, very energetic son, and raising him was my #1 function in life. That, and taking photos as a diversion to life’s stressors.
I thought this blog would be a place to share what I’d been learning about raising a child with “issues”; what worked and what didn’t, with regard to parenting tactics and therapies. And I figured it could be a place to share a few sea stories from my fourteen year journey of boating to shipping.
I’ve learned that as we go through life, we make plans and have expectations, and you know what they say about making plans in life – we plan, and God laughs.
We think we know what will come, when the reality is often very different. And if you live long enough, you’ll have many more experiences than you ever dreamed of. Some good, and some, not so much.
It’s what we don’t expect and don’t plan for, that can make life richer than we ever imagine. It’s when life becomes unfamiliar and uncomfortable, yet we muddle our way through, wading through the muck and the mire, waiting out the storms, taking tiny steps, until we can see the sun again, when we can breathe easy again, that we can look back through new eyes.
And during the seven and a half years since I began this blog, my life has brought surprises beyond anything I ever imagined or knew about. It’s brought challenges, heartache, pain that I’d never knew I could survive, joy and love that I didn’t know I was capable of, and experiences most people wouldn’t believe. I know I wouldn’t if I hadn’t experienced them myself.
For me, a few things about this blog have never changed. It has always been and still is a place I write to process things in my life, to clarify things, to sift out the chaff and share the golden wheat.
And it’s a place where people who resonate with my writing (or photos) gather to dip into the well. A place for kindred spirits to commune and share. This is the dish I’ve brought to the potluck dinner, and if you like it, feel free to have more. Taste what you like, drink your fill, and enjoy.
Thank you all for hanging out here from time to time, and for sharing your thoughts and comments.
Here’s to the continuation of the journey, both expected and unexpected, in 2018.
May your cycle of life begin and end in love. And may your heart be your guide.