never stops teaching.
Journaling for awareness. Growing for life.
There is a saying that goes, “Home is where your story begins.” That certainly seems true for me. I have great memories of my childhood, and I know they have shaped much of who I am today. I had my Chicago home, my family around me. And I had a world all my own that was comprised of fragments of places I’d read about or dreamed of going. At age eight my bedroom was equal parts pink flowered wallpaper and what I imagined it could be: the farmhouse room of Anne of Green Gables, the castle in The Princess Bride or my own Secret Garden. As I grew my dreams of home grew and changed many times over. Where I …