i have a confession…okay, i have many confessions…
i am imperfect
big surprise, right? all of us, err, most of us are imperfect, this i know. my brother used to accuse me of being perfect, or at least thinking that i was perfect. on the contrary though, i can spout off just about every imperfection i have…all you’d have to do is ask.
i am terrified
over the last few years, i have found my shell and like a turtle, i’d rather stay closed up in it when others are near. it takes great courage to spend time with friends, and even more courage to spend time socially with people i don’t know.
i am independent
nine times out of ten, i want to do it myself; even if its absurd for me to. it won’t matter if it will take longer, be harder, cost more or if in the end, i will most likely fail; doing it my own is the way i like to do it.
i am team oriented
despite being terrified of people and wanting to do it all myself; i love teamwork. i thrive with a team where i can bounce ideas off others and play devil’s advocate.
i am spoiled
i am a pretty lucky girl. i grew up in a great home, had wonderful parents and was given everything i ever needed without a second thought. as i grew up, life got better and because of that, i am spoiled. i want the new and the shiny, i want the freshest and the best, i don’t want to settle for second or third, or heaven forbid, fourth!
i am a sister
i realize that probably doesn’t surprise you, nor should it. but those four words define me. being a sister is everything to me. i miss my older brother dearly even though when he was here we never got along. my sister and my brothers are my reason for my success and the force that drives me.
i am a daughter
i am a mama’s girl and i spend as much time with her as i can. one can never overestimate the time they have with their mom. i am a papa’s girl. papa has been a part of my life since i was three and when we are together, no one would ever think we weren’t biologically related. my dad has provided the mold of my existence. through his marriages and step children, i have become the person i am today…good…bad…or otherwise.
i am a dreamer
i spend a good part of each day dreaming about my past, my present and my future. i day dream about my friends, family, foe, people i have yet to meet, places i have yet to be and children i have yet to have. some people may think its bad to day dream all the time, but my day dreams shape my life and how it will lead me.
i am an animal lover
i don’t like the way that sounds, but it is true. i can’t imagine a day without animals in my life. there is absolutely nothing like the unconditional love and admiration animals offer up. i would do anything to protect the life and wellness of an animal. my dream is to spend my life finding connections between pets and their families.
i am a writer
i have been writing for years, i love to write and i find passion in my words. somewhere along the way, i stopped writing and i long to write again. often i write in my head while driving, while exercising, while spending time with family and friends. i am constantly writing in my head, but to get it down on paper…err…on the computer is a whole ‘nother story.
i am a blogger
i used to blog constantly. when myspace was king, i blogged on a weekly and sometimes daily basis. i hope this blog will become what that blog used to be. i hope to provide inspirations, stories, laughs and all sorts else to my readers…even if the only reader is myself, years from now.
so those are my confessions…at least my confessions for today. i have many more confessions and through reading my blogs, i am sure you will get to know many of them.
enjoy. comment. live life and embrace your confessions, perfections and imperfections.