It's a Journey....

I figured by the time I was 53 years old, I'd have  life all figured out.  I would have lived long enough to learn the lessons I needed to be happy.

My MOM did.

By the time she was 53 she had been teaching for 20 years and had begun to travel the world. Well... I haven't learned those lessons.  I was a little perturbed with myself, if MOM did,

what's wrong with me?

     Well, I asked MOM.

She laughed.

She said that she was happy because she was still learning what it takes to be happy.

It was a journey, not a destination. 

So I'm OK then.

I am still on my journey and there is hope.

I must try....

I created this blogging account a while ago with the intention of typing my thoughts and frustrations because I couldn't afford a therapist.

                    I am a typical woman with limited money, limited car availability and limited energy. 

I absolutely hate getting out of my comfort zone.

            I used to be content where I am, but have been realizing that my comfort zone is, well....

boring. 

                                                        So I signed up to write a blog. 

                                                            Then did nothing. 

It's been like 6 months.

This is the typical template of my life. I want to do a lot of things but I never do. I get all excited, take steps to get started, then life gets in my way and I do nothing.

It's depressing.

So today I must try!

I must start to express myself.

When I decided to do a blog I felt sure that it would help me if I put my thoughts, feelings and frustrations in print.

So here goes.........

My Therapy

I have read some much about blogs, I really want to write one.