I have to just. do. it. To steal a little bit from Nike there. I have always loved to blog. WAY before blogging was a “thing” and people could make money off of having one. Before blogging, I’ve always kept a journal for as long as I can remember. I’ve always loved writing. I guess that makes me a writer? I feel like I’m comfortable with that title. I love words. I love to edit and I love to dream. I’ve had a more personal blog the past few years but I haven’t been able to keep up with it as I would like so now I’m hoping to charge ahead with this one and build something inviting and also a bit of an outlet for me to share life together.
I have the most wonderful husband, Douglas. He balances me, encourages me, supports me, and makes me laugh like no one else. He is my beloved, and my beloved is mine. Together, we rock. He is the most amazing cook and can make something from nothing and he can make it taste great. He loves woodworking and is creative but precise. He is a graphic and web designer by day and Super Dad by night. I knew from the beginning he would be an incredible dad and he has proven me right. He and I are both old souls trying to make it in a modern world.
I’m learning how to live in the moment more and more with my two boys, Ryne, and Benjamin. Ryne has just turned 3 and Benjamin is a few days shy from being 11 months old. Make. it. stop. When you are pregnant with your first baby, people tell you how quickly the time goes by once they’re here and that, my friends, is no joke at all. The days are long but the years are short. I don’t know that I’ve ever heard another quote so true. I have long days trying to wrangle my boys and encourage them to allow me to write one little word, much less devote time and attention to a blog, but then a week or month will pass by and they’re that much older and I don’t know how in heavens it happened.
What do all of these words amount to in the end? Why am I writing? Why do I care to write? Why am I all of a sudden being pulled toward writing to an audience? It is not to boost myself up or to be recognized. It is to recognize Him, our Creator, through my thoughts, reflections, suggestions, ideas, and connection with YOU, friend, whoever you may be, however you landed here on my page. My desire is for our hearts to connect in some way through these words here. That I could encourage you on to further greatness; rest with you in times of quiet; celebrate with you in seasons of joy; and in all of it, my goal is to be vulnerable and genuine in sharing a little slice of my story with you.
I’ve tried writing in many different styles: technical reports for my job as a research associate at a local lab, bulleted lists and how-to’s for various blogs on topics I was interested in, large regulatory affairs submissions for countries including India, Kuwait, Indonesia, Philippines, Colombia, Costa Rica, Argentina, Egypt, Jordan, Turkey, Hong Kong, Pakistan, Uruguay, and a few others. Even though I have experienced some enjoyment from those types of writing, they never seem to satisfy my desire for creative freedom and writing about anything under the sun, whenever the desire strikes! I’m not much for meeting deadlines and being pressured to write about a specific topic because the thoughts just don’t seem to come naturally, they’re more forced and then I feel like it isn’t my best work. As you’ll see if you read my blogs, I write A LOT, in paragraph form. It is just me. I usually don’t write in lists, even though I know, I know, you love lists. I do too. But I have to write to appease my need or else, what’s the point?!
I hope you’ll stick around to see how all this pans out. I’m hoping for consistency in my posts and to build a base of loyal readers so we can truly connect as I mentioned above.
Do you have a blog? Have you ever had one? What kinds of things do you like to read or write?