My sister, my inspiration. I can not get enough of Satceygirl blogging. I find myself anxiously awaiting her next post, and either in tears of laughter or longing by the time I'm half way through. It gives me that sense of connection with her when the miles separate us, and that feeling of closeness that sisters should have. This is what I aspire to achieve with my own writings. So many people have come into my life this past year that have inspired me on an array of levels. Distance separates us all in one form or another, whether it be geographically, or emotionally. I have deemed it necessary that I allow people to get to know me....who I really am. Unfortunately, I don't know who that is. Approaching my thirties, and I don't really know much about who I am and have not allowed myself that luxury until now. Oddly enough, those people in my life, that I hardly know, know me better than I do. That is an awkward feeling that I wish to change through confidence, while gaining the necessary fortitude for my journey.
What a beautifully cheap form of therapy writing is. It has always served me well, and now, I come to understand that by sharing with others, I will gain enormous strength. Just take it as it comes...that is how it will come out. Inspiration is random, and thoughts are provoked. You will truly get to know the trials of my life, and it is my hope to inspire others in similar situations. Life experience merely give us foundation...how your structure weathers the storm will be a testament to your life's work.
The turtle? Good question...Sea turtles never lose their way, and undoubtedly remember where they came from.
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