We will be lost and found a thousand times along this cobbled road…. — Atticus
Barely 80 hours separates me from the most shocking and overwhelming phone call I’ve ever made. My brain is still trying to process it all. 44 years on this earth, but only 3 days since this new chapter of my life began.
Vulnerable, raw, excited, inquisitive… There are a million other feelings to add to this list, but I am having a hard time trying to identify them. This has happened all at once. And not. At the same time. It is so hard to explain when I can barely wrap my head around it myself!
Lost. And found.
I thought of what I wanted to name this blog. It is kind of like naming your book before your write it. Lost And Found seemed appropriate. I once was lost, but now I’m found…. to some, there couldn’t be a more fitting statement.
This isn’t where my story begins, but it is where this new journey starts….
I hope you come along for the ride.