I’ve been thinking a lot about this blog recently, although I haven’t been writing much. I started it four years ago last month, which is hard to believe. I was still in my thirties and John was only four. I had no idea what the next few years would bring. Both good and bad.
Certainly, life goes on and I’m always trying to figure it out. If you’ve read this, you know what’s on my mind much of the time: being a parent, being a friend, doing my job, keeping (reasonably) healthy. But for some reason, I feel like I’m finished writing about it here. I can’t say why, exactly. Partly it’s about time, partly about privacy. Part of me is just tired of talking about myself all the time. I think, for now, I’ve said what I wanted to say. I don’t want this blog just to drift away, so I’ll say goodbye.
Thanks for reading and thanks for your support. It has been a pleasure.