So, who am I? Who the hell knows anymore. I mean I look in the mirror everyday for 3.2 seconds because that is all the time I have to even look. I'm a mom. I am a mom of 5. Yes I said 5. Now typically when I define myself, I'm usually only just the mother. Lately I will admit I've re-discovered my roots. The things and the people that used to make me happy. Some things I really probably should avoid, but I really don't want to....and also the things that so need to be changed.
If you would have met me 14 years ago today, I would be described as: Outgoing, funny, a writer, and someone that had interesting selection in boys. Now I'm saying this because its important. Until recently, I forgot who I was. I've conformed like I should into a mother, but I lost sight of who I was and what made me...well Me because the people I surrounded myself with just didn't seem to like who I was. They wanted to change me, and they did.
So here is a toast to self re-discovery, a fun mess of new stories along with some of the past, and of course I will try to write up so good words of wisdom or poems like I used to. So lets ride...........
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