If I could rename my blog, I don't think I would.
If I look back over the five years I have blogged, I think I have inhaled and exhaled over one thing or another. My blog began with the death of my parents - I found my self stuck in 'inhale-mode' because I just couldn't breath.
Then, Rich deployed. I hadn't even started to exhale from that shock before I had to inhale more. I just could find the energy or will to exhale. Exhaling meant closure and that my life was still going.
During those first couple of years my life stopped and I just couldn't move forward. I was not the same and the air around me was choking each breath I tried to muster. At some point I started to slowly exhale....little breaths at a time....until I could inhale and exhale for seconds, even minutes, at a time.
When I feel like I am holding my breath through a situation, I come back to my blog for air, strength and my voice.
Inhale....exhale.....inhale.....exhale.
Peace
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