Alright, this is my first official blog post, (at least here…) so I should probably act like I planned what I was going to say… But the truth is I finally stopped overthinking it and just started writing.
It’s been a while since some people have heard from me. I guess that’s what happens when you move from Alabama to Tennessee and then blink. And by “a while,” I mean long enough that I could’ve probably gotten away with reinventing myself completely and no one would’ve had time to fact-check it. But instead, I’ll just give you the real version.
Jason and I got married on January 2nd in Charleston, South Carolina in a private ceremony. Small, intentional and blissfully free of any expectations or opinions about the dress I wore. (And no, I’m afraid no one will see pictures of me in a white dress…) We kept it simple and “us” because that’s the way we wanted to start the rest of our normal life. Normal.
Since then, life has settled into a rhythm with enough chaos to not be boring, but boring enough that we’re not going insane.
Of course, we dance regularly. Not in the poetic metaphoric way – actual dancing. We try to dance at least once a week – if not more. Speaking of, I got an opportunity to teach a square dance class this week and it was a little bittersweet but it’s worth being remembered. Let me be clear – this was not a graceful “return to a passion.” This was more like walking into a memory and hoping it still recognized me. For a minute I fully expected my brain to just… not cooperate. But then the rhythm kicked in, the calls came back, and suddenly I was calling again.
Jason is still working on the financial side of specialty pharmacy, which is one of those fields that carries a lot of complexity behind the scenes, and he’s been deep in that world, building, problem-solving, and keeping things moving in a space most people never see but absolutely depend on.
And me? I’ve decided that my “retirement era” involves building websites. It started as something harmless – just a little design tweaking, a little fixing things that weren’t technically broken but offended my sense of order anyway. And that has slowly devolved into me noticing spacing issues on websites that I don’t own… Both a gift and a curse.
So this is the beginning of this blog.
Not a highlight reel. Not a carefully curated “everything is beautiful” announcement. Just life. And who knows, this blog may go to where all the other blogs go. Forgotten about and with no one to miss it. Or it could grow into something beautiful and a way for me (and Jason, if the urge hits him) to put our boring thoughts into words.
And if this is where I’m starting, I guess the only rule from here is simple: I’ll show up when there’s something worth saying, not just when life is perfectly in order.
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