Hmmmm.....

I guess the assumption might be that if one starts a blog then one must always have something to say.

Not so.

 For days I have been thinking I should post here but the truth is I couldn't think of anything to write about. Of course potential topics are endless yet I am still coming up empty. I read other blogs and admire them and all that they share and I think I am still trying to find my "style". Some people write very specific blogs on subjects like cooking or sewing or simply their children. I don't think I am a specific kind of girl. I would get so bored to continue to write on the same topic. Just not me. I like so many different things. I enjoy cooking a good meal, becoming immersed in a decorating project, reading, writing, taking pictures, going to estate sales, TRAVELING, going to the movies, learning new things, sitting by a campfire and just simply being with my friends and family. I use to dream about being one of those people who is just obsessed with one thing, like maybe horses. You know what I mean, those people who are all about one thing. In the case of horses it would be their entire life. They eat, breathe and sleep all things horse. Or maybe fishing (I live with that guy) or maybe gardening, that would be a good one. I am NOT that girl. My father once said that I have the adult version of ADD, maybe, but I just love so many different things and when I master something or it simply no longer holds interest for me I want to move on. Sometimes I feel a panic at the shortness of my human life when there is so much I want to see and do. This life is so amazing. I feel like a kid in a candy store.There is so much to choose from and so many experiences just waiting on us to show up and have them. So I think I am finally ready to set aside any fantasy I have about being one of those horse people and JUST BE ME.
What a concept.
How come it takes so long to just be who we are?

No excuses.

No apologies.

I hope my children don't have to wait as long as me to embrace the truth of who they are.

The picture above is one of my four cats.
 Do you think he ever thinks he should be anyone else? 

Seems so stupid in that context doesn't it?

I feel such responsibility with a blog, especially as you start to gain a following outside of your friends and family. A feeling of needing to say something really good, to hold your interest, to make sure you come visit here again and again. I think the best way to do this is not to worry about it. Remember the movie "Field of Dreams" with Kevin Costner? Build it and they will come? So I think my blog will start to be a bit more documentary style of what goes on in my daily life. When we adopted our daughter from China I had a blog where I just took pictures each day and then told about what we did and where we went. Sometimes it would lead to writing something very touching and inspirational and sometimes it was just we went here and we did this. I like that. I think that is the direction that I want to go in now. I have put pressure on myself to say something profound every time I come here to talk to you and quite frankly I think that will start to be annoying to both of us. Some of the most inspiring things come from the mundane details of our everyday life. The simple moments. The quiet pleasures. The spontaneous hug from your two year old, the homemade pizza cooked to perfection, the clean table with a fresh tablecloth and flower from your own garden. These are the moments that I savor. So let me tell you what I am going to do today. I am going to take a bath, then I am going to go pay my homeowners insurance, then I am going to one of my favorite little country markets in the town I use to live in as a little girl. After that I am going to clean my house and think about how I can start working a plan to become financially free so my husband and I can pursue our dreams. We have a four year plan but it is top secret right now. I will share when the time is right, but trust me that this blog is one of the first steps on the path. You will want to stay tuned. A grand adventure is in the works. But when the hour of blue comes this evening I will make some dinner for my four children (make that 5 when my oldest daughters best friend is with us) and my husband. I will most likely fall asleep with my book in my hand and my two year old curled up next to me. I will say thank you for another day to be alive and experience the gift of my own life.

xo

Kimberly