The weekend brings with it the Spring Equinox. It is that time of the year when the warmth returns in the Northern Hemisphere and the days start to length. The bare trees bud and the grass sprouts. It is the beginning of the thaw from the deep winter.
I am excited at the prospect of Spring and the light that comes with it. This past winter has been all about hibernation, conserving and, hunkering down for the thaw. It has been a time of great reflection. I have thought about the many ways in which I identify myself. Of these, motherhood and my words define me more than any other label.
Of late, these two competing identities have thrown up questions on the words I spew into the ether. My children are getting older. The issues that occupy my mind are no longer suitable for public consumption. I am yet to master the art of writing the specifics in a generic way. I am taking some time off to think about where I want to go from here.
Blogging has and will always been my first love. I will continue to write. I hope to someday publish a memoir or a book of essays so I can close this chapter of my life and focus on what is ahead.
While I do some housecleaning here on the blog and work on the way forward, you will find old content unavailable. I hope to be able to prune and republish material that is still relevant.
Wish me luck as I navigate being the mother of tweens and an accidental author.