It’s been a long time, and a lot of change(s) has kept me in an interesting limbo-adjacent space where my creativity and all the actions associated with it ended up taking an extended pause for grieving, mourning, healing, celebrations, passings, people leaving/returning/leaving again antics, and a bunch of other colorful expletives to describe how my being 40-something was going…
Today, I’m at my happiest space knowing that at this moment (though I may no longer be 40-something), I am a 50-something Soul whose still writing, still living, still breathing, and this post is my reminder and my alarm that my creative outputs will be, finally, shared outside of my comfort zone… I’m an artist, and I can/do change(s)…
It’s no secret: change(s) is/are REAL! I’m thankful for some of them; others, I mourn/grieve my own way regarding them; others, still, as confused as I am over the how/what/why of them, I also don’t suffer fools, so it’s all good…
Happy 2025… if you’re still here, new here, or returning, I’m back like I never left…

©“Mr. at Home”, H. Walker, 2024
