Above is a photo of a WWII museum in Kansas City.
A friend invited me to join her on a trip to Kansas City. I immediately said, "I'd love to." First, I love a road trip and second, Kansas City is on my bucket list. The reason is very personal. I know very little about my father. He disappeared when I was young and my mother never talked about him. The fact he was raised in Kansas City is one of the few things I know about him. It's a thin connection but it is something. Wednesday, my friend and I are on our way to Rockhurst University to hear poet Pádraig Ó Tuama. He sounds like a fascinating person. My horizons are expanding. I love that.
Welcome to my blog. My blog is not about Scientology. It is about the life I am building for myself now that I have left Scientology. I'm in my third third of life, or Act Three.