Bumps in the Road

I know the overall feel of my blog has been… different in recent months.  Has it been a year?  Possibly.

I want to say, for the record, that my days aren’t filled with sadness, it’s just that when I sit down to purge my thoughts, those are the ones that bubble to the surface and show up on the screen. 

I find joy in my life every single day.  I laugh.  I sing.  I dance.  I love.

But it’s the other things, the parts of me that fester in the nooks and crannies of life, that need to find their way out.  Here, they come out and give my mind room to breathe.

There are many, many things I don’t write about here.  Some, because I don’t have time.  Others, because they are far too personal to put out there for just anyone to read.  

Last year, 2009, was beyond difficult.  I am still struggling to overcome some of the bumps that popped up in the road that is my life.  But I am trying.  I don’t feel defeated – most of the time.  But when those inevitable times come, when I’m feeling as though every bump is a mountain to be climbed, I find solace in writing in this space.

I live an isolated life.  I work from home, on a ranch with very few neighbors, on the outskirts of a small town that I love, in many ways, even if I don’t exactly fit in with the locals.  As an introvert, I actually like the isolation, a lot of the time.

Occasionally, I feel lonely.  I often times feel so awkward in the presence of others – even people I know and like – that I can barely speak, let alone have a real conversation.  All that changes when I interact with all of you, my invisible friends.

You add so much joy to my life.  You make this isolated life feel so much less so.  You support me when I’m sad and cheer for me when I’m happy. 

I just want to say thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for making the bumps in this road seem less daunting – even when I’m not able to share them with you.