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There have been several drafts of this blog entry written articulated and chatting about life.

But the purpose of this has never been to share the to do list, or the I've done list.

It's been to share my heart.

I have struggled with writing about that here.

My heart has resisted the vulnerability that comes with posting something here that enables someone to stay involved in my life, without the responsibility and intention of pursuing it, themselves.

I think this is the battle that continues to wage back and forth about writing, and why it went private last year in the wake of some specific situations. I am not sure I desire to do that again now, but it has been a consistent thought.

That being said, I will share that...

My heart is good.

I am doing really well.

I am content, happy, challenged, and stretched.

I am sure that this is the time, space, and place for me.

And that, is my heart without much detail. I am off today and have a slurry of things to do, but I am going to attempt to find myself a sandwich shop for lunch so that I can write letters and postcards in the midst of what would otherwise be a filled day of errands and chores.

To whomever is reading this- I wish you the same peace, and the same resolve.

Love.Love.

Kar