The First Post

Why is the first post always the most difficult to write? Uff-da. And yes, I’m originally from Minnesota.

Well, anyways – here we go….

This isn’t my first blog…. the last one focused on my triathlon life. Holy cow…. that seems SO long ago. I raced Ironman before I got sick. I ran – A LOT before my body hit the crapper. I did a lot of stuff before lupus – an autoimmune disorder where one’s body attacks itself – reared it’s ugly head. That being said – I STILL do a lot….just different. In a different capacity with a new outlook on life. Almost dying will do that, I suppose. Finding out that one’s husband was near death in a war zone will ALSO do that. I’ll save that for later, though. In short – we’ve got a lot to be thankful for.

That’s putting it lightly.

But if you’re up for it – follow along on my journey. I used to write – all the time…. and in light of everything that has happened, that part of me fell to the wayside. It’s not a bad thing….but in lieu of all the Big Picture Stuff, I needed a break. A chance to decide that my New Life – one without racing or triathlon – is still worth chronicling. I’m not writing to get sponsors….for my friends….or family…..I’m just writing for ME. And I’ll probably throw in much more photography while I’m at it.

So – I’ll begin with where I left off….. the last post on my old blog focused on a very special photograph.

And with that, my friends – let us begin.