My mind and soul have been longing to write, my fingers itching to put words on a page, and my excuses have won out until now. As a terrible perfectionist I would prefer to wait until my grammar is correct and my mind is filled with wise and wonderful words to write, but you can’t create a perfect end project without the sweat and tears that come with the making. You can wait and wait for the right words to appear out of nowhere, the proverbial writing on the wall, or you can choose to just start.

So here is my start. With my past attempts at blogging I was hoping to write something wise, something amazing in my first few words typed on the page. I wanted to be a real blogger simply by hitting “publish.” But how does one actually learn something but by repetition repetition repetition. Every word I write is one small step towards becoming more. But my pride is gone. No more waiting until I have wonderful wise words that will change your life. These words I write will simply be a very real look into the beautiful mess that is my life.