I’m feeling nervous! In a good way. The Substack dashboard confirms my suspicions - that it’s been well over a year since my last post.
Which I’m a bit disappointed by. When I dreamt up the newsletter two years ago, I was particulary interested in keeping a continuous catologue of what’s on my mind during the very puzzling baby- adult period of life. And then I forgot to! And then I REALLY meant to. And then the more I thought about it the harder it sounded. I feel like the only thing more embarassing than writing about yourself in the moment is doing it after your brain has had the time to edit and polish and tie a bow on it.
Anyway, clearly the writing got away from me.
If you’re reading this… hey! I am going to try to pop into your inbox again a few times a month. Expect winding monologues, reflections on tonsil surgery, stories about first graders, raves, rants, probably pictures of my dead cat. Also grammatical errors, as most of my writing the past year has been with the aforementioned first graders. And I’d love to hear from you as well if you have the time to reply. Please? Please!
100 hugs and a single little kiss on the forehead -
Ryley
Immediately drooling seeing this back in my email !
Welcome back, Ryley!