It is so strange reading all of these old posts. Looking back now these events seem so very far away, but reading them over puts me in the exact place I was all those years ago.
I think I may start writing in this again.
I no longer live in Texas where most of my friends are, I am married to a great man, I have a dog (Theodore Roosevelt III, or Teddy for short), we are about to buy a house, and I am generally happy with my life.
Revisiting this journal could prove a new and useful outlet to me.
Not that any of us really know each other any longer, but I hope all is well.