One of the things I came away from Blogher with was this; we all have a story to tell, be authentic and tell yours.
This is something I strive to do. I want to tell my story. Some days I am still trying to figure out what that story is.
I am a woman, daughter, granddaughter, niece, aunt, sister, friend, wife, lover, mother...the list goes on.
My story starts before I was born and continues to today. What will become of my story tomorrow, I don't know.
I want to share with you my story, the things that make me who I am. I share a lot of the parts of me that have to do with Mothering, Grieving, Wifeing (is that a word? No? It is now), Crafting. But there is so much more.
There are parts that I don't share, and won't share. There are parts that are mine, and mine only.
Why do I tell my story? I am I really that narcissistic to think that you all care about me and what I have experienced and have to say? Well, yes, I am. That is part of blogging. We write, we create and in the end, we hope it touches someone and inspires someone to do better, be better.
So, starting today, I am going to start telling stories. I would love to say that it will be "Storytime Monday" or something clever like that, but I am not that reliable. I hope that the stories I have to tell will help you learn more about me, teach you and inspire you. But if they don't, that is okay, I usually learn more about myself by writing than anything.
What's your story? Are you telling it?