This post is actually a homework assignment. No, I’m not taking a class or upgrading my training (though both would probably be wise), I’m seeing a counselor and she thought this would be a good outlet for me.
My life is messy – thus the name of this blog. I have lived in a different city than my husband for 9 years, in 14 months I lost three very close friends to illness, my oldest and dearest friend moved across the country, I’ve run and lost in a couple of close elections, I’ve taken and left several jobs, put down our beloved pet Farley, and I’ve championed my kids through everything from moves, educational crises, break ups and mental health challenges. Make no mistake, I’ve had some amazing times and I’ve come to realize that I am one strong human, but eventually I realized I needed to deal with some shit.
Enter my counselor. Cindy is great and if things were different we would most definitely be friends (we both love crafting and have twins!). What I didn’t understand about counseling was that things get cracked wide open and you aren’t fixed after three sessions. So I keep going, I keep learning and I think I’m starting to see light through the fog.
Yesterday Cindy and I were chatting about something I’d written on Facebook – you can see it here. I tend to use Facebook as a bit of a journal and I like being real – the good, the bad and the ugly! Scroll through social media and I swear half the people are traveling the world and the other half are eating 5 star gourmet food! Where is the icky stuff, the real stuff? After my post I received several messages from folks who found it helpful and motivating to them. This lead Cindy to suggest that a blog, might be a way to journal, motivate some folks and keep it real.
Thus the homework.
I must have liked the idea, because I’ve had this blog for about 2 years and even tried to get it happening 8 months ago. But it was just one more unfinished project.
I figured it out. I’m feeling pretty good about that.
I don’t know what I will post about or how often, but I do know that I hope some of you will come along for the ride.