“Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country “- Anais Nin.

 So, here I am in the Lowcountry, not sure for how long, but the Gypsy in me shouldn’t really care, should she? One can always repack her gypsy wagon and move back to the North, or on to the Southwest or … somewhere else.

I have been here almost three years and it’s one of those…nothing has happened and everything has happened times. I left the North thinking I knew what I wanted, but it was only a months later when I started having second thoughts. Although in the end it is one of those situations where I can’t or won’t go back, for many reasons. While it’s mostly been a good experience here there are things that have not gone as well as anticipated either. So here I sit, in what I call a Bi-polar Existence… Happy, then sad… Confused, then clarity…
Acceptance, then denial… Blah, blah, blah…It is so beautiful here, surrounded by the sea, why can’t I just accept what is for now and let it help me and heal me. Coastal South Carolina: the ocean, the beach, so much natural beauty, a good place to call home.