It’s been months since I’ve written here. I’m disappointed in that, because I’ve had so much to say and nowhere to really say it. I know I don’t have many (any?) readers here, and I don’t promote or link to this blog on my private social media because some times I’m just ‘too real’ here. That seems odd, but it’s truthful. I’d love to say that my life has been wonderful in my absence, but the truth is — that would be a lie.
I can’t really talk about details right now, but I’m sure someone could guess if they thought about it hard enough. There’s nothing wrong with me or my family’s health. I haven’t lost my job. Henry is absolutely wonderful and there’s nothing bad going on there. But I’m now fully in the thick of selling the house we just bought less than a year ago, moving into an apartment for the first time in many years, and starting over. The biggest 180 of my life, basically. To top it all off, my horse is listed on the market and is being trialled for a new home this weekend. Yep. How to keep blogging on a place called The Hungry Horse Girl when I don’t have a horse anymore? I’m not sure.
I started a new blog, Mama San Diego. I ported over all the Henry-related posts, and I’m not sure if I’ll post there instead of here from now on. I’m not in love with that blog yet. I love writing and blogging, but I haven’t really gotten in stride in a long time. So, maybe you’ll see me here. Maybe you won’t. But either way, my life is on pause and then rewind. Whenever I start writing again, it’s going to be a different person than who I am now.---------------
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