Well winter rolls on here with foggy mornings and damp days. But the daffodils are popping up and spring unofficially arrives the first of February, which is also the anniversary of my arrival in Seattle. 38 years. Is it interesting to look back and especially think of those early days. The first 5 years were really quite a struggle and I mostly lived off of work I was doing in Washington DC. It took me 10 years to be an over night success. There is no way I could have imagined the journey I had embarked on back then. And frankly, I am not sure what kept me going. Fear of failure might have been one motivating factor. But mostly I think it was all the folks I knew who believed in me and encouraged me to carry on. I am glad I didn’t know how difficult it was going to be. I might have caved.
