I guess I have to start somewhere and this seems like a good a place as any.
- I am not that exciting or funny.
- I have not had any kind of horrifically traumatic event happen to me in life.
- I do not have a thrilling life filled with adventure.
- I am just in between.
I am 31 years old and doing my best at this thing called life. I have an awesome husband, incredible parents, a loving mother in law, irreplaceable friends, and a job I enjoy. But there’s always something to deal with, some sort of stuff.
I decided that writing may help me cope with my own stuff just as it has my whole life. What I decided to change about it was to make my writing visible. Maybe, just maybe if someone else reads this, it can help them cope with their stuff as well.
I have struggled with weight, I have struggled with love, I have struggled with money. None of those things could have prepared me for my current struggle, one that I never would have anticipated happening to me, I guess we never think things will happen to us until they do. So as I try and deal with the rug pulled out from under me with this one thing, I try and make the best of things. I cook, I spend time with my parents, I see my friends, I craft, I paint, I take pictures, I try and take small trips with my husband, I enjoy my coffee, my margaritas, and binge watching shows. I try and enjoy life because I am never quite sure when things will change. I want the change, it is most definitely welcomed, but that doesn’t mean that I am not worried about making changes to my life. So as I have stated, I am in between.
Maybe someone will join me as I navigate my thoughts, but they probably won’t. Either way, here goes nothing… an unfiltered look into me as I try to make the most of my seemingly unexciting, simple yet somehow content life.
Lets see what happens,