Hello everyone,  I’m finally here!
 
I’m equal parts excited and absolutely terrified.  I’ve been dreaming of this blog for what feels like forever, but, like so many things in my life, my old friends, the fear monster and self doubt kept grabbing the tiller.  Well, today I’ve got the tiller and chased it away.  I'm scared and I'm doing it anyway.
 
I’m a long time student of chronic pain and depression.  I’ll be real with you: some days, I still wrestle with both.  Most days, I win.  Some days I lie on the deck and let the waves rock me until I can find my feet again.  But this space isn’t just about the hard stuff.   It’s about hope, adventure, freedom, empowerment and it all revolves around a little sailboat named Gypsy Wind.
 
My journey with her is part of a bigger one I call “How D Gets Her Happy Back.”  It wasn't a tropical trip to a warm beach, but an unexpected inward voyage.  And I'm sharing it because I'd bet my last roll of duct tape that I'm not the only one who's ever lain awake at night wondering: "Is there more to life than this?  What am I missing?"
 
This is for anyone who has ever felt a little adrift, who’s ever looked around and thought, 'Is this really it?'  If that whisper sounds familiar, WELCOME.   You're not alone.   Pull up a virtual deck chair and see what we can learn from the water, the wind, and showing up exactly as you are.  Because if I can find a way through, I truly believe you can too.
 
So, welcome aboard.  This blog is my anchor and my sail.   A place for anyone who’s ever felt a little broken, but still hears the whisper of adventure on the wind.