Well hey — it’s been a while, but I’m so happy to have a place to spill my thoughts again. It’s wild thinking back to the last time I was writing here. I was in such a different place then — a hard place, a selfish one. And while that version of me still peeks through from time to time, I’d much rather be where I am now than go back to who I was.
Right now, I can even feel that selfishness tugging at me again as Clay interrupts every time I pick up my phone to write this. Part of me feels frustrated, but part of me knows he deserves my attention more than the screen does.
It’s funny to think back to this time last year — driving back to Ohio with him — and realizing just how much my mind and heart have shifted since then. Oh, how we grow and change. It really is beautiful.
I’m hoping that coming back here, to this journal, helps me come back to myself too. I’ve been so caught up in building my business, chasing success, and just trying to survive a tough year that I’ve lost touch with pieces of myself I truly love. I know I can’t get it all back at once, but maybe a little at a time — with writing, with accountability, and with a space to make art, my kind of art — I can find her again.