New Beginnings

I think this qualifies as a new beginning. I am brand new to this and I feel a bit like a grandma trying to learn Facebook or Instagram - and while I’m no spring chicken, I’m certainly not a grandma either. But I am trying something new here and I’m gonna attempt to blog.

I am a self-proclaimed book junkie because reading is my drug of choice.  I have dealt with depression since I was a teenager, though I didn’t get help for that until my late 20s.  I lost my brother in a car accident when I was 16, lost my father to a stroke when I was 34.  I was the victim of verbal and emotional abuse throughout my childhood and youth, even into adulthood, and still carry those scars that cause me to be guarded like Fort Knox.  I am the youngest of 5 siblings and currently look after my oldest sister who is special needs and lives in a nursing home. I am very active in my church and believe in God and Jesus Christ, even though I often struggle with my faith.

I am a work in progress - as we all are, always - and I am trying to learn to be more accepting of myself, more comfortable in my own skin, more confident despite my mountainous insecurities. This is why I chose “beautiful mess” - because we can be a mess and still be beautiful. I’m just still working at seeing the beautiful.

I mention all of this because my intention is that these will be the kinds of things I write about. Life. The happy, the sad, the frustrating, the hard, the scary, the inspiring, the ugly, the beautiful. And I hope that what I am able to write about here will be helpful to others.  That I can share things that are relatable and uplifting. In our society that is so obsessed with beauty and perfection, it can be easy to feel alone or inadequate. I want this to be a place that can help people feel less alone and where, together, we can find ways to help us remember we don’t have to be perfect to be enough. Let’s be a beautiful mess together.

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