A Beginning
I love beginnings. To me, there's nothing more invigorating than the start of something...all that hope and not knowing! I came to a place in my mid-thirties where I knew everything. No, of course I don't know everything, but I started to know what every day would feel like. I knew what I would spend my time on, what would happen at work and at home, how the conversations would unfold, and that the only unknown would be what the hell I was going to make for dinner (again). No part of me has ever been average . I've always taken the crooked path instead of the straight. Yet here I found myself living a typical suburban mother's paradise, my own private nightmare. I love my life, my family and my friends. I appreciate what is. Yet it left me longing for something. And thus was born adventure in real life. No, not the blog or the business, not yet. First, it was just little things. It was just an effort to incorpor...