My story: What is my story? My story is resilience and survival. My story is abuse, poverty, pain, suffering, light at the end of the tunnel, happiness, extreme joy, complacency, divorce, heartache, and new beginnings. I write stories to release emotions created by all these things and to keep my sanity. Stories are the tidbits of my life. They are the day I escaped abuse to then be dragged kicking and screaming back in. They are two days where I experienced the most incredible joy I’ve ever experienced listening to the cries of two precious beings that I helped to create. They are the day I contemplated driving my car into a tree to escape the indifference of a supposed supporter. All these are the stories of a life that might have been by different degrees difficult, horrific, and joyous, but definitely worth experiencing. I heard a lady at a conference once say, “Find something to celebrate everyday, even if it is just a little something. Find it!” That is my new motto, I’m going to find something to celebrate each day even if it is little. Today’s celebration: starting this blog.

I have to fess up, I started a similar blog about 7 years ago. I never published it though. It was called The Pesky Flies of Life too, but I was writing what I thought would please people. I wasn’t writing from my heart or my soul. That will be the difference in this blog and that old one. I don’t intend to whitewash the truth. I will tell it like it is. If I write about it, then it is true (unless I tell you ahead of time). Some folks won’t like what I write, but I don’t care. Know that I don’t write to intentionally hurt anyone.

It is my blog to write, it is my crazy dreams and thoughts, it is my life, it is my feelings. It happened to me, not you. It is my truth, it is My Story.