Generally, I think people feel depressed when its gray outside, wet & rainy. I feel so at peace with it. The look, the sound, the feeling of calm that it gives my soul. This morning it’s a mix of giant rain drops and nickle sized snow flakes. I have the fire place on, coffee in hand and I’m so content.
I’ve been trying to think of the content I’d like to create for this blog. The direction I’d like to go. The feeling I’d love people to have when they come to my little niche of the Internet. I think I have figured it out. I’d love for this to be a place you can come to for humor. For grace. For humility. For beauty. A place where you can laugh and embrace the feelings of my stories, relate and know that we’re all trying our best to do the best we can.
Another thing. I’ve been writing a book over the last few months. I’m considering putting some of the stories on my blog. The stories are all parts of my history. Parts of what made me who I am or who I am becoming. I think that authenticity is what I want to open up and share with you all. It’s a vulnerability that I think is important.
To end, here is a sweet little video of my morning.