Back in 2012 (if my memory hasn’t failed me), my boyfriend at the time set up a blog for me. He knew that I wanted a platform to share my journey of self discovery with the world. I thought it was so cute that he had “heard” me through all of our talks about my life goals, but I never touched the thing. Not once.
I grew up dreaming about being famous, being heard.
It was as if that was the only thing that would bring significance to my life. FAME. It sounds so dirty when you think of it that way. Significance. I was certain, at the wise age of 10 years old, that if I just met Devin Sawa or Jonathan Taylor Thomas that they would fall in love with me and I would be set for life. Looking back, I’m now less surprised as this point that I switched majors in college and studied Theatre Arts. Always chasing significance and attention.
*Only child alert*
My point of all this is that this blog is not for seeking or attention or significance. Maybe that’s why it’s taken me all these years to get started (and I’m still figuring out what that’s going to look like). It’s for sharing stories of triumph and failure. It’s about growth, challenges and discovery. It’s about goals, love, life, food and family. It’s about friendship and being there for one another.
I am significant. We all are. This is about recognizing all the moments.
This is your time.