So here's the deal. I've tried countless times to blog and blog well. To reinvent this sad, little blog, and I have failed. Each and every time.
When I realized that today, I began to think about why that may be. I realized something really powerful that many 20-somethings are struggling with: I wasn't being myself. I was wandering around figuring it out, though. And when I finally found it, I had to take some time to process and digest what I found.
Sometimes life isn't as beautiful or perfect as I thought it would be or should be, and I had to accept that fact and learn to live anyways. And that's really what this journey is all about. I could let a million things keep me from being the best Anna or living the life of my dreams, and, trust me, I have been letting anything and everything control me and the path that I have taken.
On the other hand, this time of my life is about me. About my discovery, joy, simplicity, and a flourishing into me, Anna Christine.
And let me tell you, I am proud of me. Although, I kind of choke on the words as they go down. But I'm learning to be proud of me, and that is the real truth. That is the real message of my life and where I am. That is really what I want to write about.
In this blog, you may find things that you don't like down the road, but, maybe, just maybe, give me a chance. God knows I had to give myself a chance. And what I found afterall was something really worthwhile and beautiful worth expressing and writing about.
Finding my voice after all these years? Priceless.