It’s been an interesting journey for me writing this blog, very cathartic and sometimes painful. For those who have been following me on this trek, it hopefully has been obvious that this experience was several years ago. More than several years actually, as it’s been fifteen years since I moved there and eight years since I moved out.

Having to dredge up the memories to write this has been both good and bad. I had started life in the woods with the full intent to be there forever, and I would still be there if things hadn’t changed so drastically. It’s a life I still want, still crave, still deeply desire, and to remember the beginnings, the hard work, the joys, has made me smile, as I hope it has brought a smile to you also. But the smiles have also reminded me of all I have lost…and that saddens me.

I’ve found that the last few entries to the blog have begun to show the duress and stress I was under, and also the bitterness I was feeling. So I’m going to take a break from these memories.
However, I’m not going away. For the next month or so, I’m trying something new. I’m going to share with you my life NOW, for I am still, and even more so, The Self-Reliant Woman.

Deborah