About a year ago I made the journey from Minnesota to California with my life in three suitcases. I had no plan aside from a place to sleep at night. (Thanks to everyone who had faith in me.)
The hardest part for me wasn’t deciding what to put in those suitcases. Distilling my life was something I’d been doing for the past few years. I’ll quote Tom Petty: The waiting is the hardest part. I just wanted to leave. The last few weeks were agony; can I go already? It didn’t help that my apartment was slowly emptying. How could I cook without…anything?
When I moved I needed stability. I didn’t have a job. I had no close friends. I had Skype. I had pilates. I had Sunny Sanguinity. Man I did a lot of writing, on and off this blog. In fact, moving changed my writing from hobby to occupation.
Sunny Sanguinity helped me through an unhappy marriage, a tough divorce, a purging of toxic friends, a purging of toxic habits, and a leap of faith across the country. It found the sunshine through years of difficult times. It’s done its duty. It’s emptied my apartment of negativity.
Goodbyes are never easy, and I’d like to say I’ll write on this blog from time to time. But I don’t want to lead anyone on, most of all myself. Big ideas have waited in the wings while I’ve wrestled with this farewell. I owe them all of my energy, as they gave me all of their patience.
So goodbye my dear blog. You’ve kept the sun shining for me (and I’d like to think a few others as well) through some difficult but exciting times. Sanguine will always have a special place in my heart.
