I don’t have a destination or estimated time of arrival. There is no set form of transportation or mapped route. I am just enjoying the journey…potholes, traffic jams, wrong turns, and all.
At age 28, I opened my eyes and realized that I wasn’t enjoying this journey called life. My sister’s words were true and I was a grouch that had lost my zest for life. I smiled on the outside but on the inside I saw each day as the same and struggled to find the joy in life . A series of events helped to bury that grouch and start growing my peace, joy, and happiness. This blog is allows me to share some of the “peace of AB” I have seen, experienced, discovered, and will discover now that I am awake to my journey. Which is exactly what it is a journey, that should be enjoyed…potholes, traffic jams, wrong turns, and all.