I’m frequently asked when I am going to start blogging. I generally respond with “when a day provides more than twenty-four hours”. The truth is, I read all these fantastic pieces here at HPN and feel as if I have nothing of value to contribute. I felt as though my voice didn’t fit in with the chorus as it were between the academics and hardcore advocates. Then I was reminded that a chorus is made up of many voices all singing the same song in different octaves. And with that, here is my first blog for HPN.
“She stood in the storm…and when the wind did not blow her way – and it surely has not – she adjusted her sails.” – Elizabeth Edwards
It’s safe to say there isn’t one among us who dreamed of living a life that is “less than” and we certainly never imagined our lives becoming a 24/7/365 fight for the roof over our heads. As a little girl I didn’t dream of the day when I would have to scoop the broken pieces of a life, my life, any life together and cobble them together to form something, anything at all, from them but at forty years old that’s exactly what I have found myself doing for the past ten plus years. I adjusted my expectations of adult life and moved forward.