It’s Saturday morning and a perfect autumn day. As I write my first blog, I am settled by my fireplace with a hot cup of joe and my favorite throw. It occurs to me that, though this blog is new, I have spent my life writing my innermost thoughts. As a young girl, recording dreams in my diary. As a college student, journaling experiences of joy and sorrow. As the wife of an addict, venting with pen and paper because it was the only safe space. As the mother of two babies, lettering my adoration and amazement of their beauty.
And now, as the mother of two young adults, a sister, a daughter, a friend, and an independent-minded woman, writing still offers me a sense of peace. Though now, writing is new again, and it is here for the world to see. For many, placing their thoughts out to the world can be scary. However, I have found strength in transparency and vulnerability. My perspective is new, renewed and ever-evolving through moments experienced in this “normal” life of mine.
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