The only thing certain is change. Life has been such a whirlwind of confusion and questioning since I returned from a year of travel and self-growth. Of course, I expected that on some level because I’ve always had a huge adjustment period after lengthy trip, but this has been NEXT LEVEL…it’s the season of change. AGAIN. I’m re-training my brain to deal with more change and put both feet in the water after going through so much grief and loss.

When it’s Groundhog day, you have to make the coffee. Again. Again. And again.

The year marker is a mixed bag of shock at how time has passed as well a sense of accomplishment for making it this far without losing my goddamnmind. What is the significance of marking this dark day? I’m not really sure.

Shaking things up. Declaring my independence. Finding myself in this chaos of life. It’s a new chapter I never saw coming. Building Betsy V 2.0. It’s a work in progress. This is my young widow blog about breaking the cycle and searching for a new ‘normal’.

Chapter 2—Vida Passport. New beginnings. New adventures. Embracing life and living in the moment…because that’s all we’ve got.