Back maybe

I actually read my blog last night for the first time since March. I haven't had the heart to since I am very comfortably living in denial. But like all good things, it has to come to an end. I will admit....I like me. I wrote so much about the process of the end of my relationship with, let's call him, the hot fudge sundae. My journey has been a painful one. It's hard to even look at pictures of myself smiling that big, sincere, I finally found true love smile. Yuk. But through it all, I am here. Wiser? Yes. Better? Not sure. Jaded? A little. Badass? Fuckin'eh.

I am a grandmother these days. I have rediscovered my newborn love. I hope to write more about that. I actually hope to write about lots of things. This is an experiment. A test. I have not had access to my words for a while now. So I am trying. I am not feeling it, but I am hoping that the effort pays off. 

I am still Karen. I have learned, again, that with God nothing is impossible. That He sees me. That He does not extinguish the flickering flame. That He trusts me with little people. 

I have learned, again, that I am strong. Stronger than I care to be. I am smart, funny, can be bitchy, and I look really sexy in poor lighting. 

My title implies that I am back. But I never left. I am just here.