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Crazy Busy

I did not abandon my blog, I've just been crazy busy. Since Thanksgiving, I've had something going on every day and it has been wonderful. In the past, my tendency has been to hide out in my house, to wallow in my self-pity and make excuses when asked to join in, the effort of taking part in life deemed as too much trouble. But this season, I decided to force myself off the couch and out of my house, and the experiment has been a success. I have felt so much better in the action of crawling out of the self-pity and enjoying other people's company. In doing so, I've realized that the life I've been wanting has been waiting for me, waiting for me to realize that I don't have to take part in all the things people talk about on Twitter, or by being with people who have hundreds of followers on Twitter. I can have a wonderful life with the real people in my life right now. My life can be wonderful by catching up with old friends at a favorite Mexican restaurant; by enjoying a potluck at a friends new house and enjoying homemade pasta made with techniques learned in Italy; by going to a happy hour where I only knew 3 of the 20 or so people there.

It took me awhile to get to this point, to take this chance on life. So far, it's been so worth it. My hope for this blog is to keep writing about taking those chances and maybe by me writing about my process, I can shave some time off someone else's process to get to the life that is waiting for them.

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