The “Grand” Return

Oh hello there.

This blog has been a lot of things since writing its first post in 2011 – part diary, part inspiration board, a short-lived stint in food blogging and always, a little bit of a travel journal. But as of late there’s been a lot of nothing. Over the years I’ve written a lot about careers and passion – the peaks of being happy where I’m at (here, here and here) and the valleys of not knowing where I want to steer my career (here). Over the last couple months, as I’ve struggled to articulate and therefore publish a reflection on entering my “late twenties,” I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about my career, and thus passion. And while the jury is still out on how I’ll get the two to correlate, I do know there is one passion that has found it’s way into both my personal and professional life. And that is storytelling.

For the past year I haven’t been writing anything personal, which is strange because I’ve always written for myself (and maybe my mom and grandma), and the enjoyment it brought me to just let words spill onto a page. I never wrote on this blog for anything but a creative catharsis. Rereading posts from 3 years ago reminds me just how much it was. Whether it was a quote, a YouTube video, a deeply personal reflection about relationships, jobs and even death, I just shared. For whatever it was worth. What I love most about this blog is how it’s been my story. It’s captured every emotion through the more formative years of my life. It’s so funny to look back and so vividly remember feeling a certain way. Even when the feelings were anything but pretty.

So. As I said, for the past couple months I’ve utterly failed to put into words why I’ve let something that used to bring me such joy fall by the wayside. So instead of putting it off any longer, I’m just going to say f**k it and post something. This post isn’t the grand re-entrance I was hoping for, but at least I’m putting ‘pen to paper’ again. For whatever this blog is, and whatever it will become, I just want to write. I want to be creative. I want to spend 28 doing more of that, of what I love. Sharing what I see through my aviator sunglasses.