Jill
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| Introduction | Who I am continually shifts and evolves. I suspect that I exist more completely in my memory, my dreams, and my stories than I do in my waking life. My center, my authentic self (whatever that even means), may be entirely illusion. I am a figment of my own imagination. And telling you “who I am” means choosing what to leave out as much as what to include. I lived more than half of my life in the Willamette Valley of Oregon. I grew up in a small town (835 people then, currently around 2600) named Sublimity, where I was a member of a large farming family, (my mom was the 2nd oldest of 12 kids). That place–its closeness to the ocean, its land and trees, its gray skies and rainy climate, its 37 types of green–set an internal rhythm in me that is like the waves, ebb and flow. In 1999, my husband Eric (who married me/who I married in 1993) and I moved to Fort Collins, Colorado. The sun, the 13 kinds of blue in the sky, the Poudre River, and the mountains somehow rhyme with where I came from. I am a thousand shades of gray, and I blog about it at http://thousandshadesofgray.com/ |
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