I'm drinking the second cup of today's special tea. I won't write about the feelings just yet, but I did want to stop in here and think out loud.
Today was the first day of school. All the kids in school, and I have calls to make to banks and friends and one other thing that escapes memory. I had my special tea, which I believe I've explained before.
One of the motivations I've taken to heart in drinking the tea is my priority of slowing down to enjoy the tea, to try new things and new flavors, to remember Brittany and appreciate what I do have and make positive changes for myself.
One of these positive changes is that I want to blog, well, that's not exactly accurate, but in order to move forward out of my depression and begin writing more or less as a professional, whether paid or not at this point, I need to write.
I make lists, but I rarely write anymore. Some of that is because of the depression, but some of it is also not having my own voice. I'm only beginning to come into my own voice, and for some people that's a problem, but I need to balance their need against my need.
I shouldn't hide who I am or who I've become in the last couple of years of illness and depression and the self-awareness that has come, more since March and I haven't found a direction as much as a path. It's dim, but lit enough to start out and feel my way around.
I also must apologize for the rambling of this. I hope to have a reintroduction to myself by the end of the weekend (if not sooner), as well as an introduction to my philosophies as well as a guideline for what I want to do here.
Thanks for whoever's reading and welcome. I'd love to hear from you; let me know what you think. My email is kbwriting11@gmail.com.
Have a great day.
I look forward to seeing you again soon.
