Hey everyone! I hope you had an awesome and happy holiday full of laughter, love, and family.

Let me begin by explaining my absence in the best way I know how. Through the last semester of school I had a very important decision to overcome. To stay at my current temple or transfer to one where I had never been before. After letting it stress and evolve my depression, I realized that I would more than likely die in the transition. However, not transferring would mean that I let down my God and, what I thought was my dream. Now I realize that it had stopped being my dream about eight years ago and I was really just continuing my current path to please my family, and my God.

But after gathering the courage to tell them I didn't want to be head Priestess anymore, my family abandoned me. My grandmother said that I was now in the way and my grandfather was horribly cruel with his disappointment. The only person who appeared to have my back was my mother. Until I told her my plan was to stan and continue to play a new sport as well as hang out with a man I love, but who also really hurt me in the past.

Needless to say the entire holiday was fueled with fights. And it got so bad that my grandmother kicked me from my house with nothing but the money I currently have now and fortunately means of transportation. Thats right, I'm currently homeless, sleeping in the back of a wagon with a sleeping bag and one pair of clothes in Snow laden mountains. So...I fear that art and communication will be slow for me until I can pick myself up.

I wish everyone a happy new year and peace.