It's been awhile since I've written anything. For a while I didn't think I could, and then, once I did have the urge, I held myself back because I didn't think I should write anything. My thoughts were too chaotic and my heart was wary of the written word.
But just because I didn't write doesn't mean my life's been bad in the intervening months. Quite to the contrary actually - life's been pretty fucking good. Some definite bumps in the road, but I am without a doubt much happier and a more contented person than I was a few months ago and that's huge. I've reconnected with my family in a more meaningful way, re-engaged friendships that had long been dormant, and established friendships with new people that have brought a lot of joy into my life.
So things are good. And it's great. It really is. I have a lot to be thankful for.
