Of the many elements that I am — that I wish to be — the biggest are that of a mother, and a writer.
Life has been kind.
It has been easy to love, and if ever came to that, easy to let go, too.
It has been easy to dream, as it always is I guess, but chasing them has been fun as well.
It has been challenging, as life is wont to be, but they all taught me a thing or two.
I have many to call my own, to love and to cherish, but not too many so as to stifle my being.
I have been to places that should have felt alien, but never did.
I have met people, who weren’t anything like I am, and we still managed to find a bond.
I have enough to feel blessed.
Yet thankfully, I do still crave more, much more; not of what I can own or possess, but what I can be, feel, think and do.
This blog is me. All me. And everything that comes with it…