For over 10 years, I’ve felt a nagging itch to share my journey and life stories through a blog. That sounds weird to write. But, it’s something I’ve always wanted to do. I believe each of us has a unique and beautiful story to tell if we could just get out of our own way and muster up the courage to share it with others.
Documenting my journey through a blog is something I’ve always wanted to do, but fear and self-doubt always stopped me from making it a reality. I never thought I was a good-enough writer to tell meaningful stories and add value to people’s lives (I still don’t). But I know the only way to become a better writer/blogger/story teller is to sit down and write. Only through the act of writing, will I actually be able to overcome the fear, push away the self-doubt, and DO the thing I’ve wanted to do for 10 long years.
So, here I sit at my small wooden kitchen table on a sunny Sunday afternoon writing my first blog post. It feels, dorky, cliché, and weird all in the same breathe. But that’s ok, I’m going to embrace that weirdness, be dorky, put myself and my stories out there. If no one ever reads this blog, I’ll still be satisfied knowing I scratched that nagging itch after 10 long years, and for me, that is enough.