A few months ago I finally came out of the closet. My 9-5 professional job, my appearance, my preferences, my lifestyle were all just a cover-up. A desperate attempt to fit in with the masses and feel normal, be okay. Truth? I am a dirty hippie at heart, a gypsy in my soul, and anything but normal. It was a painful experience; for everyone but me. Jaws dropped, tongues wouldn’t work, eyes stared, confusion abounded, denial set it.
Aligning my life with my truth (aka integrity) is my new mission. So… I am moving to Alabama. Deep south, ocean, fresh seafood, land, gardens, humidity, LOTS of Jesus, warmth, y’all, sweet tea. No – I have never lived there. No – I don’t have family there. No – I am not moving there for a man. No – I don’t have a plan. Yes – I am happier than I have been in 20 years.