The last time I published a blog post, it was November of 2013. Everything is different and yet everything is the same. I find myself coming back to it mostly as a form of therapy. I blogged often when the kids were little. It was a way to connect for me… seeing other new moms struggling made me feel like I wasn’t alone. Like there was nothing wrong with me. We talked about breastfeeding and sleep training and how weird it is to become a mother. I still had some hopes back then of having a baby book or a blog book or something for them to look back and see their childhood through my eyes and maybe someday I’ll get it done.  Maybe.

In the last few years, the kids got big and somehow broadcasting their lives to the internet feels wrong. It feels like an invasion of their privacy on some level because they should be allowed to choose who they let into their life. That left me with redefining my blog a bit.

It’s been a roller coaster of a couple of years. In between raising three little humans, I started both a business and a non-profit. I quit my corporate job. I gained a whole lot of confidence. I think I finally found me. At 35, I think I finally know who I want to be when I grow up. An Entrepreneur. A Volunteer. A Story Teller. An Inspiration.

A magpie chirping to the morning.

My story is no different than anyone else’s story. We conquer. We laugh. We struggle. We fall. We get back up. But, it is my story to tell.  And it’s time I get back to telling it.

Magpie comes a-calling, drops a marble from the sky,Tin roof sounds alarming, wake up child,Let this be a warning, says the magpie to the morning,Don’t let this fading summer pass you by.

-neko case