Hi. It’s me. If you could see me right now, you’d see that my head is down and shame is written all over my face. 🙈 I moved out of Boston and you haven’t heard from me since. First, I’M SORRY! Second, update: I’m alive! And well. 😄 Very well in fact.
Two weeks ago, I celebrated my nine year anniversary of living in Boston. Each year I celebrated that as an accomplishment because I moved from a small town, on my own, with no financial help. Plenty of emotional support along the way though – (thanks, Mom!), but since then – I’ve pretty much been on my own.