This Is Where The Road Begins

I have never blogged in my life, actually I have never even really written in my life. Yet here I am beginning a new blog. It doesn't make sense to me and it most likely won't make any sense to you, whoever you are. That I think is the compelling part of it. I really don't care. I won't care when you read my blog if you like it, hate it or are totally indifferent to it. The truth is, I am not writing for you, I am writing it for me.

Maybe it will help if you know a little bit about me. My name is Ghost Writer(the truth is that it really doesn't matter who I am). I am 46 years old at the time that I am beginning this new journey. I have been happily married for 27 years. I have raised two wonderful children. I have a grandson. I have been at the same place of employment for over twenty years. I have spent most of my life doing for others. All of this to say that I have lived a wonderful life, but in so doing, I have lived much of it for others and not myself. Let me be very clear. This Blog is for me. If by reading it, I somehow move you or inspire you, good; if I have no impact on you at all, so be it. Again it is for me and no one else in the world. I have chosen today to finally take something for me and no one else.

With that being said, let me begin. I have named my blog "Where The Road Ends". It is Ironic that my first post is named "Where The Road Begins". I am the kind of person who has always had a curious side to me. I can't tell you how many times I have been driving along and I see a road that branches off of the road that I am on and I wonder to myself "I wonder where that road goes". So when time allows, I wander down that road from time to time and usually continue wandering the different roads that it leads me to until I eventually find my way back to civilization or until the road ends. I never know when I make that first turn where I will end up. When it does bring me back to civilization, there is usually just a touch of disappointment. However when it leads me to a point where the road ends, I almost always feel that sense of question and intrigue as to what is beyond and who has been there before me.

That sets the stage for my approach to the rest of my life. I am not so curious as to where the road begins but more as to where the road ends. Along that journey I will write this blog as much or as little as I see fit. You may stumble upon it and find that this is the only post that I ever made or it may be the point in my life where the road begins.