Do you want me to shine
Or are you trying to keep me small?
Watch me fly and rise above
Just waiting for my fall.
My wings are strong and glisten like gold
I found my own way
and broke from the mold.
A fresh beginning and shades of pink
Blank pages fill with new words in ink.
She’s not afraid and knows her own worth
We all have our things. For some, it’s chocolate, gambling, porn, or collector’s items.
For me, it’s paper goods.
This includes, but is not limited to, books, stationary, calendars, journals, and day planners. If you can purchase it at a book store, I probably want it.
I told you that we all have our things.
The other week I indulged in a new day planner to jump start this new era- an era where I’m even more authentic, organized, and aligned with all things that bring me purpose and joy. I threw away my 2018-2019 planner (where I had already ripped out entire months so I didn’t have to look backward) and decided to move forward with fresh pages.
That sentiment is appropriate for all aspects of life, isn’t it?
Although we can learn from the past, we can’t dwell on it. My new agenda reminds me that my future is fabulous, no matter what the previous pages may have told me.
My life has been a colorful compilation of cities, jobs, career changes, haircuts, boyfriends, and even a fiancé in the suburbs.
I’ve never been one to label myself- in fact, the only consistent label I’ve had is “writer.” When people ask what I write about, I tell them a variety of things, as I don’t limit myself to one specific topic, either. As we grow, we evolve- and so do our interests, passions, and gifts to offer the world.
At 34 years old, I’ve lived in seven different states, the most recent being my two and a half year Boston experience. Many people ask me if I plan on staying, in which I answer, “yes.”
The truth is, I don’t know what my future holds- but what I do know is that I’m making the most of each and every moment.
