One of my closest friends says, "Well you bloom where you're planted!" But what happens when the plant decides to uproot and go elsewhere?It has been an incredible 45 days! July rushed by like a thief on the run and August is looking rather guilty. The forth of July brought a new place to live. And in mid July I returned to Washington DC for another conference with the OIF. I also spent a few days with a very dear friend of mine and her two baby girls. After weeks of unpacking, and wondering why I didn't give away much of what I moved to the Salvation Army, I can finally say I am a resident of Colorado.
Now I suppose it is time to bloom?
