To Whom It May Concern:

Been off my game for a few months.

Wait, make that almost a year.

I stopped writing AND singing my heart out.

I also lost my ❤ of creating the best, most perfect Cowboy Cinnamon Roll–not to mention the pure unadulterated exhilaration I'd feel while performing outrageous amounts of lunges, burpees, and all out sprints across a bumpy Rugby field.

I withdrew into a very dark, very safe cave to rest and regather my strength. The only time I left it was when the welfare of an animal was at stake.

Some people judged me harshly. Others cracked jokes at my expense or shook their heads and left for good.

But my friends? They kept visiting me in the dark cave, bringing little gifts that reminded me of who I am, never doubting for a second that I'd come out when it was Time.

So, guess what time it is, "To Whom It May Concern"….

Stay tuned for the next installment of "How Ginger Got Her Groove Back", Chapter One:

A New Beginning.