The name “Lucy” is a feminized form of the Roman name Lucius, coming from a word lux meaning light and clarity. Saint Lucy is also said to be the patron saint of the blind, if you’re into that sort of thing. I, myself, am feeling a bit blind right now in regards to where I should go with my life, and so the name Lucy was chosen as a symbol of that which I hope to find someday: illumination and clarity of mind.
Writing for me has always been an effort to turn concentric circles of meandering, unproductive thought into vectors focused on finding answers and solutions. I have written before in times of confusion or distress, but only for an audience of none. This is my first foray into the world of producing words which others might read if they are so inclined. I am glad and honored to have the opportunity.
I’ve experienced several crises and major life changes in the past year, and I’m still trying to reconcile who I am with who I told myself I would be. I’m sure it happens to us all. I keep this blog anonymous to stop myself from editing things out due to concern for the opinions of family members and life-partners who may read it.
Above all, this is just a survival tool to help me figure out how to stay afloat, or, barring that possibility, how to sink gloriously.