Which is probably just me... anyways. I've written about 6-7 new blogs since my last post but haven't posted any for various reasons. I felt some were too personal, moody, edgy, wordy, and open. So I decided to purchase an actual journal for those things that I feel I need to jot down in order to clear some space for the rest of my thoughts. I had two major themes: Things I was writing down because I wanted to remember them forever. Then things I wanted to write down because I never wanted to have to think about them again. I'm not sure either of those categories would have created healthy posts.
Originally I wanted this to be an updating outlet for those who are far away from me. I wanted them to know the things I was experiencing- adventures in personal and professional life. Instead the recent unpublished blogs turned into further exposing myself to the "elements" of life. I usually wear my heart on my sleeve but this was just complete carelessness on my end. I've decided I need to be a lot more protective of my heart and feelings both personally and professionally. Not everyone I encounter is going to care about me in the way that I can care for me- no matter how true of a person I want them to be. I also need to do a better job about separating my two different lives. No need to blend here!
I'm just a mountain mover. Always have been. For some reason or another I always find myself accepting the help of others to assist in this task when I know not everyone is capable. I've also got to remember that not everyone wants to be saved. All I can do is offer a hand to hold- the rest is their choice. A choice.
"It's choice, not chance, that determines our destiny."- A
I heard this next quote last weekend and I thought it was perfect advise for me lately- (although if you know me- I prefer tigers)
"You're in a Lion Fight. Just because you didn't win, doesn't mean you didn't Roar..."- GA
And I did. With all I had.
