Rising from the Ashes
Metaphor. This entry is all about metaphor.
After an 18 month hiatus, I am reviving this blog. Those eighteen months were packed with more lessons than I care to highlight now. Instead, I will answer a few simple questions, and save the juicy details for the future. I love anticipation!
Why did I stop writing so many months ago? As we all know life happens altogether too quick to fully comprehend it in that moment. Or at least, the last year and half as felt that way. I became way to enamored with my life and myself to bother writing. There was no point. My life was perfect. I couldn’t bring myself to honestly reflect on my new life. I chose to ignore and live in blissful ignorance. Despite the castle walls that were crumbling around me.
Which brings me to why I’m breathing (or typing!) life back into my unfinished journal. As all good things do, my life and identity as I knew it, came to an abrupt end. In a combination of experiences that still make me emotional, I lost everything I thought I had. So, cracking open this journal is also a coming of age for the author. I’ve come to realize how important this forum really is to me, my life and my growth. I will breathe life forever more.
As a final metaphorical irony, this post is being published on 9/11 (2008). I still remember where I was that day, six years ago. And, I’m still here.
