I have missed journaling about my family. I stopped 2.5 years ago when Dad had cancer. Its not fun writing and pondering the unhappy events life throws your way. Now I am going to resume my family's history and write. Is being honest too much? I have been hushed, be little in in humanized the past decade. I no longer know a healthy balance --but I am finding it.
This is a a memoir of a single mom who has regained her life. My battle is sadly not uncommon but simply not shared. I am going to try and share the whole truth and nothing but the truths --are you ready for the journey. Too bad --its irrelevant because we do not get to choose our timing. BUT we do choose to live and enjoy life. I have decided to do embrace life and truly live. Are you ready for a story --This is really juicy come and laugh, cry and be anxious with us!
My name is Twanda --my kick ass alter ego. I live with three amazing, talented and beautiful BUT demanding princesses. I fill my days, nights, thoughts, and dreams with ways to make sure they have a good life. I am dedicated and then go above that dedication in a selfless path to ensure that whatever is best has as high of chance to happen.
Divorce was a foreign word until almost two years ago. Now it has enveloped an everyday way of life. Being a single parent (meaning dad is not really in the picture) is not a dream job, especially with a lack of near by family for support. I have amazing friends, and a church that supports me in the most merciful ways. Plus, I have a Savior who knows my pain and a Father in Heaven who listens tenderly to my pains, fears, and needs.
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