Free at last.
Maybe I can breathe over here. Something happened at my other place, and I don’t even know HOW it happened.
I became stifled. I no longer feel as if I can speak freely there. About what is really going on with me, and I hate that.
I won’t abandon that place though, I do have a following, blog friends that I have made over the course of the last few years.
But I needed a change, I need to express myself, maybe here I can.
I have found myself compromising what I wriite in order not to offend others.
I will endeavor not to do that here, what I say, I say, if someone doesn’t like what I have to say, then they can just move on.
It not up to others to approve or disaprove of my diatribe, or to judge me. What and who I am is between God and myself and no others.
I have chosen the title of this blog as such because I have often had dark and stormy nights in my life. I survived those storms, and as a tree bends in the wind, I have learned to bend and stretch myself to protect myself from the tempest.
Here I will write what I feel I need to write.
My hopes, my fears, my secret thoughts and dreams and fantasies. I will express anger, love, sadness and joy here.
You are invited to follow this woman’s path of self discovery.
Hang on tight, it may be the ride of your life.
On A Dark and Stormy Night 