I’m looking back on this blog fondly; all the memories of years ago are beautifully preserved in pictures and prose. However, I’m struck by the fact that, somewhere along the line, I stopped writing publicly. I’m not sure exactly when or exactly why. It bothers me because I’ve often struggled with finding my voice and using my voice, and even in this space, this private almost anonymous space, I’ve managed to unwittingly censor myself.
As I move into the next phase of my life, it will become more important for me to loud my voice and pen my thoughts. I suppose this is a kind of practice.
