so, inspired by a great friend of mine who decided to reclaim her inner writer, i too decided to see what's been hiding in me all these years. i remember growing up wanting to be a writer, to play with words and see what came of them. not like any of them will make sense most of the time, but still as a kid the thought was there. my parents were great in encouraging me in this, it was i who always said "nah...i'm not good enough". now being a mom, my daughter loves it when i make up stories. stories about babies traveling across imaginative lands and dealing with impossible situations such as talking polar bears, bands of pirates and other misadventures.
the point of starting this blog is one i'm not really sure what it is. maybe from some need to be heard? to get all these random thoughts that are always on my mind out and to make sense of what it means? who knows. all i know is that it's helping a wee bit to get things written down.
there's a lot going on in my own personal life right now that is confusing, sad, angry and just a mess really. tho when i sit back and look at everything, i KNOW that there are people who are going through worse and have every right to feel this way. who am I to be this way? i mean to some people i've got it pretty darn good. a husband with a stable job, a wonderful daughter, a lovely home, now complete with not one, but TWO animals, and a pretty good friend base. even i think "who the hell am i to feel this way?...just shake it off and get over it. it could be worse" .....but that's the thing. i can't shake it. but i'm working on it. and i guess that's all i can do for now is to try....because without trying you'll get nowhere.
so we'll see where this goes. i wonder what will be floating around in my head that wants to get out here and there. so this is the start of randomness.