...and here I am

I have been thinking an awful lot recently about how much I miss writing. So here I am.


To be perfectly honest, I don't feel I have anything to write about, but I know that once I begin, it will come.


Lately I've been feeling a bit, you know, blah. Not desperately unhappy, just not happy. This is my issue and I know it in my heart. What is it about human nature that makes us believe outside influences have any bearing on the way we feel? Why do we allow that?


I don't know about you, but I think that society as a whole needs to stop believing that when we reach our goals is when we should be happy. I'm not blaming my upbringing or anyone else here - I'm a big girl now and I make my own decisions about what I believe. Sometimes, though, it can be so easy to be sucked into that "when I get" mentality.


This is the mentality that causes big problems in my life. It's something I've been arguing with and fighting to get control of in the last few weeks. I'll be honest, it's mostly financial, and that is a recurring theme in my life. I struggle to know what my blocks are with this.


I do know how to fix it though (and why don't I you ask??), and that is with gratitude and appreciation. So again, here I am.


I have a squillion things to love and appreciate about my life - not in the least is that I can write. I can use the process of writing it down to get it clear in my overloaded head. That's a blessing for me. I don't journal in pretty notebooks (I adore pretty notebooks and own plenty, but I use them for life ideas mainly - it's fun to go through them!), but I love to blog. Maybe it's because I'm a show-off :)


I love the look of my blog. I love that it's so pretty. My life wants to be pretty like my blog. Writing helps me make life beautiful for me. Blogging regularly is on my "get to do" list, and again, here I am.


Will you look at that - nothing to write about, but a (short) post nonetheless. Gotta have faith.