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Introduction

Where to begin? I guess I will start with why I started this blog. It's a long story. A long time ago I blogged all the time. I was a mom, working part time, with four young children at home. I was living out in the wilderness, isolated and frustrated, and my blogs were my connection to the adult world. I loved it. Then I went back to school, in January 2009. I had this dream, from the time I was four years old, to become a lawyer. I still had a couple of years to finish my BA, which I did. Then I went to law school. Graduated in 2014. I stopped writing and reading for pleasure. I felt all bottled up. My journey to the bar exam was rough. I postponed it because I had to deal with my mom's death during my 3L year, emotionally and financially. This is a strictly bare boned accounting, shit got real. I took the bar a year after graduating, last July, and flunked it. I took it again this week. I feel pretty good about it, but who knows, right? I made a decision to get my life back, and this blog is the beginning of my fresh start. I want to write again, I want to laugh more, and most of all I want to engage in the conversations that are all too important today. Politics. Humor. Love. Life.

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