Dear Alice....

I wish that I could do this - make a "Final" decision and stick to it.

But, honestly....I can't.

I realize that I miss my friend...my confidant, my 'go to' when I needed to talk and just be heard without fear of judgment. I missed my personal place where I could let my crazy run wild and free. I missed the home that I made within the lines of my page. My stool in the closet where I could sit and cry or think. I found myself grieving for my voice more than I ever imagined I would.

I missed my Blog.
I wanted to stop. I really, really WANTED to stop.

I convinced myself that it was time...for the best...to move on. I thought the words had ceased to exist inside of me and there was nothing left for me in this space of Blogville ~ not realizing that it was just the end of one chapter and the beginning of a new one.

I was wrong.

This IS my place, and my story is never-ending. There will always be something that I want to share with no one else but me. There will forever be stories, and laughter, and sadness, and joy that I cannot...and should not...contain, lest I burst all of my crazy seams.

So, I inhale again - but this time it is a sweet inhale.