I’ve taken a bit of a hiatus from writing this blog the last couple months as I reorganized and re-evaluated some priorities. But, I’m ready to talk about my next adventure—if you’re interested in reading about it.
I’ve moved back to my hometown after nearly 14 years away. I have lived in California and North Carolina and had the great fortune to travel the world during this time. I counted it up a few days ago. I’ve made 35 trips to 15 countries.
There are lots of reasons for this decision—all personal. And my reasoning behind this move isn’t what I want to talk about. I want to talk about the act of going home. In some ways I’m the same person who left here in 1998. The core values and sense of humor remain the same. On the other hand, I have seen a lot and experienced things that have shaped the person I have become. It will be interesting to see how the modern day me adjusts. I’m just as curious as anyone else.
Several years ago, a friend asked me why I’ve never written about West Virginia. As a newspaper reporter here, I loved telling stories of the people I met. After I left, it just wasn’t something I thought about. In the last year or so, as I finished up the documentary work in Honduras, I began to think about home.
So, I have returned to Charleston, West Virginia to see what I can see and write about West Virginia for a change. I hope, though, that it will be as much about discovering me at the same time.
I hope you continue to follow along. I think it’s going to be interesting.