I’ve fought many various fires over my 25 years as a volunteer firefighter. One of the most amazing things I ever saw was a beautiful flower growing out of a stump, untouched, in the middle of a dry grass field that disappeared very quickly in a wind driven flash fire. It happened so long ago, there were no camera phones to capture the moment, but my memory of it is still very vivid.

One single flower in the middle of a charred field. I think that’s how I feel sometimes, or at least I’m hoping that will be me somewhere down this path of transition. A sign of life standing tall and proud above the charred remains of denial, depression, anxiety and self-loathing. I did a lot of looking and felt this picture was a good representation of what I’ve been feeling for so long.

I’ve seen so many people talk about journaling. I’m just not diligent enough to stick with it. But, I am a techie by trade and spend many hours at a computer already, so hopefully this blog will give me the outlet I need. I’ve only been able to make it this far through the inspiration of others, so I hope I can provide some of the same inspiration I’ve gotten from them. I hope you enjoy it.