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Oh Lordy where do I even begin? I seem to have started the habit of posting fervently, disappearing for years on end, and then spontaneously surface from the depths of the internet. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that third time's a charm.

If there's one thing I want you all to know that has occurred to me over my time away from here, it's that I can now walk again. Hallelujah doesn't even begin to describe the feeling...all those blood, sweat, and tears shed at the rehab facility finally payed off. Granted my movement is still limited and I look like a senile 80-year old without her walker and still lack feeling from mid-thigh on down, but glory to God for giving me the strength and ability to stand on my own two feet again. Words can't even describe...you just really never know what you have until it's gone. And in my case, are lucky enough to get it back.

Unfortunately there's been more valleys than peaks over the past few years, essentially outweighing...everything. But those are still fresh wounds and are best if kept out of this blog.

All of that said, I'm still here. I'm still an A's fan, I'm still as snarky and sardonic as I was, and even with the Giant's WS I will not come out of the closet and admit to any "secret fandom" (of which, by the way, does not exist). Thanks to whomever takes the time to read this. God there's sooooo much more I want to say, but I know this isn't quite the right place (as my doctor says, save it for your tumblr). But if you are interested in knowing, I'm open. It's like I have nothing to hide anymore. Like I've been reborn. Just like a renaissance...of me.