Let’s do this !

 

At 54, I’ve realized I’m basically technologically disabled. Or maybe just left behind. But honestly, that’s the least of my worries.

Someone recently suggested I try blogging to work through my emotions. I thought they said jogging—which would’ve been just as shocking. They said blogging could help me explore new ideas, process what I’m going through, and maybe even build an online presence around my “passions and expertise.” I had to laugh—passions? Expertise? I’m still trying to figure out who I am.

That’s actually why I want to blog. I need to find myself. I need to work through this busy, noisy mind while carrying the weight of two very different losses: the grief of losing my grandchild, and the unraveling of a marriage through divorce. They’re not the same kind of pain, but both have shaped this chapter of my life.

This blog won’t be perfect. It might be messy, confusing, even contradictory—but that’s exactly what my life feels like right now. So I’ll write. 

To breathe. 

To begin again.

 To try and embrace what’s left of life, one post at a time.

Welcome to Nomadic Grandmother. Follow me and let’s see where this road goes! 

Leave a comment if you feel moved, or simply sit with me in quiet.

If you’d like to walk this road with me, follow Nomadic Grandmother for new stories.

— x Elsabe