8. It's Happening
Guys.
I am going to Monhegan Island.
I heard back from the loveliest of people yesterday, a kindred spirit for sure. Her name is Melanie and, this year, she opened a sweet little spot on Monhegan Island called The Cracked Mug. She named one of the beautiful seaside rooms after he son Alexander. A friend of her's said, "wouldn't it be nice to sit in front of this window and write while looking out over the water?"
And so I shall.
Melanie believes in the magic of the island. She calls it a healing place. And in another uncanny twist of fate, it turns out she grew up right here in Charlottesville. Small world, right?
Today, I was talking to a friend and I got a little teary eyed. I have so much gratitude that you, dear reader, are out there in the world and care about the content of these pages. You all have made this happen, and I feel humbled... absolutely humbled... by your encouragement support.
Six weeks ago, I was trying to calibrate my compass, trying to understand the next step forward. Today, I feel I am exactly where I am meant to be. The path seems clear, and I am so ready to walk it.
Thank you for walking with me.
Also, if you ever decide to visit the island, check out Melanie's place for sure! http://thecrackedmugmonhegan.com/.