All good things…
All good things don’t necessarily end. They change like the seasons.
As I have chronicled the past year through “All Good Things,” I realized that the transition to this next chapter in life, post-secondary teaching was already being written. Whether it was divine intervention, a collection of my actions, or both—there was a plan for me. As I continue to craft this life, sometimes with ease, but other times with a furrowed brow, I realize I have been doing so through written language. The sky didn’t open with an epiphany and chorus of hallelujah’s. It was a quiet moment of grace telling me, Jon, you are returning to your artistic roots. Write. Keep writing. Keep sharing. Keep loving. Keep loving thoughts out there for everyone rewriting their lives. Above all, keep remembering that there are so many good things out there even as you mourn your old self. All of us will rewrite and revise our lives at one time or another, and that is where “All Good Things” has led me. It is only fitting that I continue to move forward with writing and who knows what else? So…
The “All Good Things” blog is moving to Medium as a leaf in my next season of life. With a click of the link above, you will be taken to my personalized subscription page. By using this link, you will have access to not only my work, but the work of thousands of talented writers and storytellers. “All Good Things” will live there in addition to other pieces I publish each month. I will provide updates on this website that is my portfolio and post in “Selected Writing,” and “Updates” with my Stories by Lamplight publication, and even an “All Good Things” moment from time to time. You have been loyal readers and friends. If ever there comes a time when you need a dose of “All Good Things” and cannot afford the monthly fee ($5), let me know. I’m an artist. I get it. Contact me via email and I will provide a story as a gift to you because, well, you deserve it. Just because the blog is moving, doesn’t mean it is ending.
All Good Things,
Jonathan
Jonathan is seated at his desk, smiling, with a hand to his cheek. There is a blue, green, and purple dress behind him that he painted by hand.
