This week, I drove back to Joburg from the Natal coast. I absolutely love a road trip, even if it’s just the N3 straight back home. What I didn’t know for most of yesterday was that an email was waiting for me. My personal blog was ready.
It’s a big deal because for some time now, I have taken my web designer through an ongoing stop-start-stop journey. I am sure he felt like a passenger in the car that keeps stopping at all the pit stops to kick the tyres (again) and second guess the map. (He very kindly never let out one exasperated sigh.)
However, the journey to the beginning (which is here) has arrived. Or at least I have arrived here, because I am again rewriting my first post. Rejection sensitivity is a real thing, trumped only by imposture syndrome. (Queue self-effacing nonsense)
Before I send out the link to some of my closest friends and colleagues, I need one more pass at it. Putting myself out there is harder than it seems.
And so, with that in mind and the thought that maybe if I leap I will fly, here you are too, reading this.
I hope I can entertain you. I hope I can get you to think of things in different ways, to challenge the expected and the norm and I hope to bring you my humanness in a way that supports you in yours.
