It’s time again. I’m ready. On my last post over on blogger, I said perhaps I would blog again one day. That day has come.
Many happy healing things have happened since that day. So many things. So many things that I’m not even going to name them all on this first post–assuming that that was even a possibility, which it isn’t.
For now I’ll just say that we found this amazing little cabin on a hill, in the woods, with four acres around it–and we can call it our own. It’s mostly the shenanigans and adventures of our lives on this resting spot that I’d like to to share with you.
I share, not just for your benefit, but for mine. To remember well the blessings that God has given us in this season of our lives.
So here’s to a new chapter. Welcome! It’s nice to be writing again. It’s nice to have you here.
Musings of perimenopausal insomniac.
My man turned 43 yesterday. I’ve done the math a couple times and it’s always ending up the same. Yes. It’s 43. I actually managed to buy and wrap a present without asking him what he wanted. On time! Do we look like it? Sometimes I feel like the last ten years of our lives…


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