My name is Pam. I’m based in Massachusetts and spend lots of time in the North Country of New Hampshire. I’m married with two boys, ages 12 and 16 and two angelic dogs, McFly and Gracie Lou.
I worked as an accountant, started a family, got the house, nice car, good job. I checked all the boxes. I was really good at checking all the boxes.
And then I hit a wall. I was depressed. My anxiety was unmanageable. I just couldn’t wrap my brain around it. I had everything I wanted, yet I was completely miserable.
We made some changes as a family, beginning with a move back to my hometown, into my childhood home, located on a 200 year old farm property my grandparents purchased in the 1960’s. My brother has recently breathed new life into the land by opening a beautiful Christmas tree farm.
Here I stand, 44 years old, living a life pretty similar to the life I led as a 10 year old girl – making things, walking in the woods and hanging out with my family. It’s a good life.
That move was turning point for me. I headed down a different path – learning, growing, letting go, healing, rediscovering my creativity. I’m still doing all of that.
And I love writing about it.
I love living in New England.
Old stuff – cars, houses, anything. I especially love walking into a place that feels like a time warp.
And I really, really love the truth.
The goal is to practice noticing. I try to write about small things and I try to keep it light. Sometimes I write about creativity or healing. And sometimes I write about my dogs or what I cooked for dinner. Writing here is a way for me to shine a light back on my life and help me see. Thanks for reading along.