So, I am doing this. Not thinking about it….not saying I am going to, not starting and giving up….I am doing this. The idea of a blog started for me many years ago. I would have ideas and thoughts running in my head 24-7 and often wished I wrote them down. As in many cases, life happens, and so it got backlogged. So why blog now?
The truth is, I am not sure if anyone will even read this. I am okay with that actually. This blog is mostly about my journey, my path, that continues to grow each and every day. My name “An Eternal Work In Progress Gal” is what I have always called myself. Even in my early 40’s, I do not have it all figured out. This used to give me great anxiety. Massive anxiety. But, I am now okay with it.
I was born prematurely by many weeks. I rarely have ever followed the same path or thought process as others. For most of my life, I have felt like I was on a treadmill trying to “keep up”. On the outside to many, it seemed fine. I am a genuinely kind person. I am very hardworking. I enjoy helping people and making people laugh. I am probably one of the most sarcastic people I know. But, on the inside…I have been suffering. Struggling to overcome past traumas (there have been a few), trying to meet challenges, maneuvering through major stress, and navigating in this very uncertain world that we live in. I have spent the majority of my life giving all of myself to others (often at my own doing). I have rarely taken the time to take care of myself. I have had bouts here and there but properly having “Me Time” has never happened. Until now.
Some might ask why now?….well, truth be told…..It has to happen now. I was at my limit. Not of a nervous breakdown or anything that extreme. Just burned out and searching for purpose. I have done a lot of thinking. A very good friend of mine became terminally ill at the end of this past summer. Within weeks he was gone. Just like that. I was able to spend some time with him during those last weeks. It was an experience I will never forget. His life made a huge impact on mine. His death and dying gave me perspective. I am forever grateful.
So, here we go……I will write about things that I am feeling, things I like, and things that are going on in my life. I am not really sure how it will shape up. I am excited though. I am feeling confident that this will be therapeutic even if it is me only reading it. If you did read this….thank you for your time. 🙂