It's been so long since I've been a regular blogger. I still write. I write on my fiction. I write my intentions down most days, and journal when I can. Mostly I drive down Winton Road in Cincinnati, or Estes Road in Nashville. I listen to podcasts when I feed the horses on the farm and I sometimes drink red wine when I think about how badly I want the house to sell. The other day there was a guest speaker on one of my favorite podcasts talking about purposeful uncomfortableness . Something he creates for himself, and his family. He was currently creating it by having recently moved his all five of them from a farm in Vermont to Singapore, where they were all learning Mandarin. On a lesser scale, I'm sure people might think we were familiar with this type of thing.. and it didn't dawn on me until I heard the man say it. This is one of those years for us. Like 2011.. 2011 was tricky but I learned.. I've begun to mark my...