I am not sure what happened along the way. Blogging was my therapy. I loved every moment and then something happened and the well ran dry. I have had so many false starts trying to get back into it but then I have to ask myself why I feel the need to get back or even explain. Each one of my past few blogs are like “I’m coming back…really I am”. I guess online as in the real world those people pleasing tendencies just pop out. To be honest I am not even sure who I am trying to please. I look back over the past year and marvel at how stagnant I am. How little toward my dreams I have accomplished and how weight loss does not substitute for an unlived life. I have no idea whether my next post will be today or next week or next month. But I am not ready to leave this blog behind. I just can’t do it.