We live in an age where we share everything. I have seen things shared that absolutely make me shake my head and I am left to wonder if anything is sacred. I can be accused of being that girl that will post a workout or what I ate that day and even I will ask myself, "Who the hell cares?" I do love to write, however, and I think I first heard it on "The Waltons" that one should write what they know.
In my almost 44 years, I have learned a thing or two about life. I know what it's like to raise children to adulthood, I know what it's like to lose and gain weight, I know what it's like to come back from cancer. I know joy and adversity, love and pain. I don't need to share everything about my life, but I have something to contribute.
I used to think that no one came here, that what I wrote just floated out there unseen, uncared about, but a few weeks ago I got an email that I received a comment on this blog. It was from a fellow chondrosarcoma survivor who found me through a Facebook support group. To paraphrased, he thanked me for "giving him hope". I'm not going to promise that this blog with always be filled with words of wisdom, but I want my voice to motivate and to mentor. I want to be a place in that epic expanse of the internet universe where someone can read a post and say, "Wow...I'm not alone."
So, here I am again, writing about what I know and what is important to me. Feel free to comment and add your voice to my random thoughts. I look forward to the adventure.