This year is about reclaiming things in my life. It is the start of a new-ish journey for me, and I know that nothing worth having is easy to get to.
This year started out quite well, and then I had the loss of someone that meant a lot to me and my family. We knew it was coming, but the passing of someone who you have cared about and who cared about you isn’t something that you heal from overnight.
Knowing that grief is a process, I am on the road to healing from this, and at random times grief hits me. But one thing that I have seen time and time again, is that in my life, I seem to be a phoenix. My life burns down around me and I keep going, I keep rising from the ashes of the bullcrap that tried to take me down, and I keep going.
Unsurprisingly, this also seems to be a theme in my current series. To keep going, to keep rising from ashes and trying again and again. I am working on the second book (yes, I am, . I have a nuclear powered kiddo health issues that I am working on).
I am learning. I am growing, and I refuse to give up. And because I know those of us who were teens in the 90s are probably hearing this in our minds….