When I decided to write this blog, I had in mind an idea of what I wanted to write my book about. I wanted to write about all the hardships I had to endure. A catharsis of sorts.

Now I know if that is the only thing I write about, my life will be empty. A empty faceless shadow who became a victim of her past. That is not me. I may have forgotten who I am a time or two, but what I do know is that I refuse to be a victim of my life. I would much rather be (as a wise professor of mine once said) a student of my life.

Don’t get me wrong. This is far from easy. Sometimes it is all I can take to keep from yelling at the old broad who takes my perfect parking space at the grocery store. Or to yell at my boyfriend of almost two years to make a bed properly or to remember my soda and limes at the grocery store. Or to write my mother the most scathing e-mail imaginable because no matter what you do wrong in life, you always deserve to be loved.

Rather, I would like to engage in a writing that is pure and holistic. A style that captures my most wonderful moments. Or the moments that make me feel like I want to throw myself over a balcony. The main goal however, is to take something positive from every single situation. Every. Single. One. Perhaps even be grateful for it. That way when I reread this journal many years down the line (I hope) I will have life lessons to carry with me. Perhaps you may learn something along the way too.

I will also post some of my favorite things that make me who I am. Some poignant things that may have value to this blog, or just things that I like. You know, like being green, pretty things, healthy things, wellness things. After all, it is our job to feed our own spirit right?

So, here is to the journey. I hope you will all come along with me.

Love~

S.