Celebration

Two years ago, I was technically homeless. Daniel, Natalie, my pregnant belly, and I were crashing in a friend’s house while we waited on news from Italy, and during those long and uncertain days, I realized I had ignored my writing instincts for too long.

I picked up my journal.

   “Now is the part where I want to stop writing. I’m convinced that any writing ability I used to have (if I did, in fact, ever have writing ability) has long since abandoned me. I want to curl up and cry at how boring I’ve become, but I have no catalyst for the beautiful, multi-faceted Bethany I hope is still in here somewhere. I have no key for my mind.
  So what exactly do I want to be writing about?
  Something outside the narrow scope of Everyday. Something deeper than my vague appreciation for Daniel and Natalie and dishwashers. Something less frustratingly mundane than wet Pull-Ups and more tangibly true than endless Dora the Explorer re-runs. Something that transcends cloudy afternoons with too few hours to fill and helps me forget all my roles. Something that grips the shy part of my heart.
  Something… something?”

 And then I got to work creating this blog.

Over these past two years, my life has gained so much depth because of that decision. I’ve tapped back into creativity and a growing gift of purpose. I’ve made friends that share my brainwaves and heartbeats and inspire even the tips of my toes. The world is no longer the distant, dizzying orb I once recoiled from, and I’m delighted to be a contributing citizen of it.

So in celebration of all things living and connecting and inspiring, I’d like to invite you along to my new digs. They’re bright and spacious, with all of the homespun charm of hand-coded PHP and plenty of breathing room for the conversations we’ll have. Come on over; it’s party time!