It’s hard to believe that I’ve written this blog off and on since 2005…and mostly off in recent years. I spent a good amount of time this morning trying to decide if I should simply delete everything and start over…but I came around to the thought that perhaps there is something of value herein that needs to stay. What that is, exactly, I don’t know.

I have many things to write about and I’m not sure why I feel apprehensive about doing so. I want to write about my work as a court appointed special advocate, being a voice for children in the foster care system. I want to write about my pets who bring me such joy (and often aggravation – can you say 83 lb golden retriever lab puppy? OY!) I want to write about relationships and balance and heartbreak and frustration. I want to write about challenges and fear and anxiety. I want to write about success and happiness and, more importantly, contentment. I want to write about books and food and crafts and projects. I want to write about things that I know I can never publish here – though I really wish I could.

I want to write.