Just Not Sorry

This blog has existed in my imagination for a long time, in many different forms and iterations. I told my husband Patrick the other day that a work situation I was in, made me want to call my then hypothetical blog "It's not you, it's me". He asked if I was breaking up with him. He's like that. But the inspiration for that name wasn't really that specific and ridiculous work situation. I'll give credit where credit is due and say that the true inspiration behind that is one of The 4 Agreements   by Don Miguel Ruiz - which may or may not be attributable to Native American wisdom. I can't say for sure because I'm refusing to get lost in the world of Google right now, but that's what my counselor said when she recommended that book to me approximately a year ago. Point of order, I never read it. Honestly, most of my exposure to the 4 agreements came from a number of signs someone printed and put up at my former place of work. Anyway, I used ...

My first instinct was to call this "A stumbling, bumbling start". That in and of itself is a wonderful illustration of why I will be starting this blog here and now in all of its imperfection. This blog is a record of my attempts at an  unapologetic life. I have first day of school, first date, first blog post kind of attention problems at the moment - and that's okay. I'm just going to accept that and explain the ins and outs in the easiest form possible today, because that is what I can handle, and that is also okay. * Let me start by saying that the inspiration for this adventure in writing is the utter exhaustion caused by trying to be, to have, and to do too much. Life is wonderful and terrible and the truth is that no one can do or see or be or feel or taste or live everything. * I think life is about making choices. If you can't let everything in or keep everything out - and you can't, then you have to decide what your boundaries are, how flexible thos...