The Journey.

I started writing at the suggestion of my therapist. She found my tales interesting enough to write a book. But I thought this would be a better more immediate way to share my thoughts.

I made into a public blog because, well, I am extra.

I don't know where this journey is going to take me. But I have faith it is going to bring me where I belong. Sure, I have had so many times I wanted to give up, turn back, or just stop. But in all truth, that isn't me, never has been.

This journey is not always pretty. Sometimes it looks camera ready, other times mascara lines are streaking its face, but I continue on. I carry my truth proudly, unashamed.

The one thing I have realized about myself recently is that I am a go getter. When things need to get done, I do them. As little as I think I have in me, it gets accomplished. Just when I think I can't, I can. You may not like my method, but it gets done.

All day long my computer sits open so that when any little thought that comes to mind, I can record it. I record all day long. Sometimes I share it. Sometimes I don't. Sometimes I write and figure out when to share it, but I write. I try to keep busy in between other tasks. I am just trying to stay in motion.

I am beyond touched with all those who have chosen to share this journey with me. I promise we will laugh, maybe cry, but we will get there. I have faith and hope that we will.

Where?

Not sure. But we will get there. I promise, so sit tight and try to enjoy the ride.

That's what I am trying to do.

Xoxo,

C.