Finding inspiration in the obscure, the simple, even the mundane. Its about perseverance and the beauty of finding joy despite it all. Its about me and my life as I tell it. Never scared!
As I lay in my bed I’m pondering everything that’s happened in my life. Those notable moments.
Over a decade ago, after my mother died, I was homeless. I now live in a beautiful, albeit, traditional home. It’s quite conservative, yet grand. It’s a “Colonial”.
I have a husband and two children, one is autistic. I found out that I am too at his appointment, at the University of Virginia. That was a little over a year ago. I was 34, and am 35 now.
I have an account on most social networks, and things seem to be going well. I don’t put too muh stock in that. I’m old school and many of my best friends are found in musty old books.
We’re still homeschooling, this is our 4th year. That’s what works for us, so no changes there. Furthermore, since I believe in the power of service, I’m still giving as much as I can to my community. I’ve been doing community service for 25 years! That will never change.
I’ve learned to choose my battles and be honest when someone wants me to do things that I don’t want to do. I’ve learned to graciously decline. That’s my version of a personal triumph.
All in all, life for me is quite grand. I could complain, but I won’t. I had a praying mother, so I know she wouldn’t have left me here without angels to stand by my side.
I am but one person. I know now that I can’t please everyone. I’ve found joy and I don’t apologize for just being me.
This is just a snippet of my story. That’s all I have to give when it really comes down to the matter at heart. My heart is what matters most to me. I’ve finally learned to love myself. That’s the greatest gift I could ever give to me.
To those who might read this. Know that I’m just a girl that’s grown into a woman. I have love for the world, because, no man could ever create the globe. I extend my love to you for reading. ♡