This blog is mine. Mine alone for now. I haven't told anyone that it is out there. I have attached it to my 'real' name as opposed to various clever (If I may say...) pet names for myself. So, it's here. I really lost the flame for blogging when all my blogging pals left the little network or just stopped blogging altogether. I couldn't read everyone's blog every day. Our great binding tie (LOTR) simmered down . People couldn't read mine and that falling away that I feared just happened. The old blogs I dare not share with family and other friends. They were too personal, and quite obviously a tumble into the madness of ten years of my life as I struggled with identity, divorce, a botched romance, Body Dysmorphic and PTSD style grand anxiety. While that's not the information that I would lead with, I am tired of the associated stigma.
Why come back? I actually regret not having any record of the last few years. Especially from the time that we had our foreign exchange students. I have been in therapy for a year and a half and strangely enough when I faced the old dragons, they melted away like a mirage. That is not to say that everything is peachy, but anyone who works nearly full time and goes to university full time is going to have a high level of anxiety that is normal. Time management is what I want to master on my way to PhD.
I have plenty that is great to write about. Michael is awesome. We both are looking forward to being educated and doing what we want with our careers. Our cats are fun and stifle the parenting urge a little. We have plenty of friends and family with whom we have very good relationships. We are constantly creating. Lots of fun quirky every day life is going on.
Speaking of every day life.... there is a resident hawk on the campus and I am ecstatic. I saw a second one today that has a considerable side difference which I am hoping is a sign of a breeding pair! Please.... please please please please... let there be hawk babies this spring.....
