Seeds of Thought and Thoughts Of Seeds
It's been eight months now since I did a pretty major life change professionally and that's a story all on it's own. For the last eight months, though, I've missed this - my personal attempts at writing things to be shared and read by friends and family. I've hesitated to keep writing because somehow, in a new professional role, I was unsure about how to proceed to talk about "me" publicly when I'm now a little bit more in the public eye than I used to be. Previously, I could write, post and hide away at home until my next shift came up - which could conveniently be quite a few days away. Enough days could pass that I could assume that what I had written might have been forgotten, at least forgotten enough that having anyone peek into my thoughts and feelings felt a little less intimidating, even though I've always willingly just been "me", here in my space. My Dean reminds me that this is called vulnerability and I can assume and
