Newblog

 

In 2024 I was prompted to blog my walk.  Then in 2025 I was prompted to pause the blog.  And that's what happened.  I paused thinking I'd wait for new.  A new season, a new turn, a curious side path, a bubbling creek.  Fresh. Different. Bright. New. Then I would blog again.

Here I am.  Blogging.  

...Discovering that fresh is when a little time has passed.  Different is when a new ingredient is added.  Bright is when a day goes well.  New is... a new outlook.

...Discovering that new doesn't come to me, I come to new,  I pick new.  I won't wait for a curtain to drop and lights to go up and the thrill of a good show to exhilarate me.  I won't wait to win a lottery (umm... I don't even play) or fall in love again, or land a deal, or become amazing at something.  

...Discovering that a new season means building a new life, which takes patience and courage, and a willing mind.  I'm prompted to resume the blog with new -- my new friend.

I'm better now.  I'm still walking, sometimes stumbling, but still stepping.  The path looks wider to me.  Two and a half years since Bill...   I'm better now.