I know you want to see where we’re living now. You want photos and details and you want me to open my doors and windows and let you back in.

Except, I’m not going to. Not yet. I’ve been over exposed and burnt on being an open book. I’ve been guarding myself lately because I need to. Because I want to.

Not because you’ve been cruel, I’m very lucky to have such a great online community who holds me up and supports me and I think that’s happened because I continue to be vulnerable with you, I continue to let you in.

Big changes are hard for me. I tend to keep people out when big changes happen. I know this about myself and I’m exercising it right now. I just need the space. I need the quiet.

I need the mystery and secret to be veiled a little longer.

The last year or so I’ve been doing an awful lot “living” just for this website. Events, outings and every day opportunities turned into something to write about, something to share. There were months when I wasn’t writing for myself any more, I was writing for an audience, most of whom I know personally …

It’s just … that’s not what this is for me. I’m back to writing things that I want to remember. For now, for this season.

The other writing and sharing won’t stop and I won’t morph into something else, this website won’t change into compartmentalized places for thoughts, tips, cooking etc etc. I’m a one page girl with a 100 thoughts per post.

WORDS! WORD VOMIT! WORDS! I guess what I’m saying is, I understand your need to know and thank you for being so patient.