I read this blog and knew instantly that my word would be Vulnerable.
I could not have said it better. I actually tried, for weeks, and ended up with nothing to add.
If I were to ever be in need of a ghost writer, I’m fairly certain I’d pick this woman I’ve never met called Mandy whose words gave shape to an intangible desire in my heart and mind.
It would be ideal to explore what it meant to be vulnerable in a tropical paradise.
But there are advantages to being home.
And resources readily available when the idea of being vulnerable feels overwhelming.