Welcome to all that is Yzzy
Born almost 40 years ago to a small Appalachian, Hippie, folksie kinda family on a torrentious type of March morning, I was always given liberty to daydream . . . which I excelled at. That did not change after I got married, nor when the kids started showing up.
I wish I had realized sooner that my Jim was the Hamish I had sought; and that I had me a Hamish all along. <3 That is only one of the lessons that I learned as I started rewilding a few years ago. Now you get to observe as I learn me some more lessons about me.
Bwahahahahahaha. Best advice I can give is to buckle up, baby!! Being me is a bumpy ride.