For most of my life, I knew exactly who everyone else needed me to be.

For most of my life, I knew exactly who everyone else needed me to be.

A good daughter.

A good sister.

A good student.

A good wife.

A good mom.

A good worker.

Somewhere along the way, I stopped asking who I wanted to be.

So now I'm doing something a little scary.

I'm getting to know myself again.

Not the version of me everyone expects.

Just me.

The grumpy old crone.

The dreamer.

The treasure hunter.

The one who still believes there might be a little magic left in the world.

Turns out she's pretty interesting.

And honestly?

I'm enjoying the adventure.

Want to tell me about your adventures?

About where you’ve been and better yet, where you are going!

I can’t wait!

The Gnarly Crone