Its very easy to get down on ourselves, especially in the days of instant gratification, happiness & glamour seemingly everywhere & perfection both prized in its achievements & held in disdain for its potential lack of reality. Comparison taking your joy is never a good thing yet when one is questioning some aspect of life, it is often the go to use of energy in order for metric taking (am I supposed to have a tricked out garage by 50 since seemingly all my neighbors do?) but also as a means to keep us where we are because its safe & snug. Does it ever feel like other people got the adult human handbook & you missed that day in class? But, did you even want to go to that school, anyways?
I’ve been told for years that I could have the chops to be successful as a writer but I’ve allowed a plethora of things, some valid & some not, to impede & I share these with you because maybe there’s a life choice YOU’VE been waiting to jump but you can’t pinpoint the reason why there’s inaction.
As we journey together through the interwebs & words, I can make you one promise here & now that I will never, ever veer from, even on penalty of that magical elixir coffee going away: my stories may not all be winners but they will ALWAYS be REAL. They will be full of true events, goofiness because its both fun & powerfully connective & a ton of run on sentences because that’s how people talk so that’s how this girl writes.
I digress. A lot.
Now for the serious stuff:
This menopausal woman has ADHD (refer to the previous sentence), PTSD, anxiety, depression & a frequent questioning of whether what’s in my head should come out of my keyboard or mouth. There are three kids (send food, please, so much food), four dogs (the ultimate squishy soft distractions & the receptables for the affirmations & affection said children apparently have no current need of) & four birds (one day I will teach them to say “I used to be a human!”) in our family. If you add all that up, couple it with a dash of procrastination to keep it exciting & you have a project such as this that has been literally years in the making.
We’ll talk about those acronyms later as we’re just getting started. Don’t forget that real part for it is indeed just that.
So, for you, gentle reader waiting to make something desired happen, fear not. It WILL & it doesn’t have to hit the mark immediately or set the world ablaze with originality or send the stock market soaring. Though the last part would be nice, cause…well, you know.
And in case its been awhile since you’ve heard these words, if you’ve got nothing nice to say, well then move it along. I’m all for mindful & spirited conversation & since I hope for tolerance for how I see the world, I certainly need to give it in return. That said, its my fervent desire to have this be a nest with the 3 S’s…safe, secure & sacred. Potstirrers will be disposed of as quickly as I block someone I had a first date with who snapped his fingers at the waitstaff. Its that serious & Mama means business. And yes, we’re going to chat about what dating later in life is like cause holy crabcakes its equal parts insanity, hilarity & proof that age does not always dictate maturity. Oh.my.stars.
Common sense, logic & facts, sprinkled with vulnerability, a dash of emotion & so much honesty. That’s In the Middle Of.
Let’s dive in!
