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Been a while since my last blog post (a phrase hauntingly reminiscent of my parochial school years), but I have a really good reason. I’ve reached a new phase in my life, grand-parentage. Took a few weeks off to trek out west, where daughter number one has brought into the world an amazing baby boy. Though I brought tools to write on the road, the creative keyboard went untouched in favor the simple act of belonging.
I wrote about such silence last year in Going Off The Grid. That incident was less voluntary; influenced by geography and lack of signal. I remember it being inspirative; separated from the noise of media input. My senses rekindled a childhood when social media used voices and a high tech communication device called a telephone.
