Searching for inspiration, I am finding none. Some would say I’m pessimistic. I would say I’m not.
It’s been a hard month. Big decisions. Life changes. The feeling that I’m out there on my own.
And yet not quite.
I’m not alone, and I know it. Even far from home and with a family torn apart, I have more support than most.
I’ll write again soon—about things more worthwhile. I guess I just wanted you to know, blog:
*You *are not alone.
Always behind you, always.