Of the many things I am, the biggest parts 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 always is I guess, but not too difficult to chase them either.
It has been challenging, as life is wont to get sometimes, but nothing that didn’t teach 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 enough to feel blessed.
But thankfully, I do still crave enough to never stop trying.
This blog is me, all that I am, all that I think, all that I feel.