"Well, well, well, Amber. Where have you been? Tsk. Tsk. You were supposed to be writing all the time. And now here we are. Umpteen years later, still logged into Blogspot and nary a word on the page."
Yep, so that's my mind right now.
Let's catch you up.
The last time I was here, K was three-years-old. He turned 15 a couple of weeks ago. I know, it's as if I entered the witness protection program. It's been so long that I have silver hair now! Nature's glitter and I love it!
But I am not scribbling here to talk about the passage of time. That's another post entirely.
Here's where life is at.
I am divorced. Happily divorced. Happily single.
I left the O.C. and am back in Canada. I love Canada. Abhor the weather.
I continued working as a journalist for several years and the work took me around the world, to places like Iraq, Jordan, South Sudan, Thailand, Australia. It was divine.
But it was time to grow up. Hence, this second iteration of Amber is a civil servant. Still stumbling and trying to figure out what it all means.
Still a fan of the Oxford comma. Still lobbying for use of the active voice.
More to come. And this time I won't vanish for 12 years.
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