About Me


Welcome to 
From Chaos Comes Happiness.

My name is Leanne - 50, living, and still trying to find myself.

Does anyone even blog anymore? Or read blogs? 

It has been a long time since I have blogged. A LONG time. I started way back during the "Days of Yore" . . . (July 2009). I blogged regularly - it was a form of therapy for me, and a way to put thoughts and ideas out into the blog world as I raised two little ones and as my husband traveled often for his work. I met the most amazing people from all around the world. I worked through the challenges of my days, and shared them openly with whoever was kind enough to read. I found my voice - my passion - my loves. 

 And then, I stopped. 

Life happened. Or, what feels like . . . a few lifetimes happened. I opened a business with my sister (October 2016) - an amazing little art shoppe in Lockport, Illinois. We did so well . . . created a safe place where like-minded people could gather and make art. Taught art journaling and mixed media classes multiple times a week. Worked our asses off. It was everything I could have ever dreamed of. Then . . . my sister got sick . . . (December, 2018). After 4 short weeks of cancer diagnosis that would forever change our lives, she left this world. I lost my sister. My best friend. My protector. My rock. My business partner. My life. 

I grieved. 

I kept the business going for about another year. Then, as luck would have it (March 2020), Covid 19 hit the world. After a temporary shut down, and a new lease being due on the art shoppe, I decided to close the business and permanently (October 2020). 

I grieved. Again. 

It has been a long process for me - a journey unlike anything I had experience before, and one I was not prepared for (can we ever really be prepared for life?) I think I will healing for a long time, and talking about healing even longer. So, I guess that brought me back here, to my blog. Not sure why, but today (August 25, 2021) I felt the need to return to this trusty blog - my safe place for so many years. It is time, I think, to return to my truths - my stories, my thoughts, my dreams and even my fears. This blog will always be my solid ground. I have missed it so very much. 

So, thank you for being here. 

I have no idea where it is going to take me. But I am ready . . .for this next chapter.  To being open. To restoration. To healing.  I have changed.  But, don't we all? I am not the person I was years ago.  None of us are.  This will, once again, be my place in the universe to spread my wings and share my journey along the way.  
THIS is ME.

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