I’m starting this blog experience because I’ve joined the living again. For a long time I was merely existing. And then I was wishing I didn’t. Life was too painful; it was filled with loss and tragedy, deception and denial, anger and just plain madness. As in insanity. I grew up in a world of crazy and worked as hard as I could to escape but it caught me and pulled me down until I was drowning in its darkness. And I stayed there gasping for air for a long, long time.

This is me with my head above water. Taking deep breaths, becoming a strong, confident swimmer able to navigate the deep water and make it safely back to shore. This is my re-entry into the world of the living and perhaps my first real experience of feeling like I belong here.

It has been a long journey. But I’m happy to report that it was worth every struggle, every scream, every cry in the dark. I was worth the fight. Because from where I stand now life is very, very good. And I am worthy of this good life.