Last month, I turned 44. Yep, I’m that old.
The past year was surprising and a bit different than others. Stuff happened. Personal stuff and professional stuff. Overall, things changed in a big way. I flipped the switch on a few ideas that have been swimming around in my head for decades. I took risks uncharacteristic of me. I made new friends who helped me think differently about work, faith, and priorities. I laughed a lot (this is not uncommon). I faced some fears and ran from others.
I’ll tell you about all of it on another day.
So perhaps I’m kicking off a mid-life crisis, or simply have my eyes more open to how people and life impact my actions and reactions.
Along my clichéd path of rediscovery, I’ve neglected my blog and personal writing. Oh, I wrote a few things here and there, but it was mostly uninspired and predictable dribble. Blek. I lost track of the thing I wanted it to be.
So I’m finding my voice again and remembering how easy it is to lose.Continue Reading