Let the race (i.e. blogging fever) begin…

So, I’m in a funk.  I often have an unhealthy level of discontent in life and I’m not happy with that.  I don’t want to be known as a woman who drags her feet through life with the sole purpose of surviving.  Heck no!!  Instead, I want to be known as a woman who goes beyond survival to live and enjoy life (and all it has to offer) to the fullest, but I’m in such a haze of self-pity that at times I struggle to fully appreciate the delights of my life - namely Joshua, Nolan, and Jacob.

I’ve never been very good at journaling, but it’s often been recommended as a form of catharsis.  Joshua designated a spot on his webpage so I might embark on the (let’s face it) self-centered indulgence of blogging.  It’s all about me! me! me! and what is important to (that’s right!) me.  So, yeah, there will undoubtedly be plenty of blogging about the boys in my life, including that amazing man I am blessed to call husband.

I am an avid facebook junkie, but I try to keep things more light on there.  Though I cannot be certain, I believe this will be a more raw version of who I am.  Many might read this and think, “wow, what a sad soul.”  If you start getting that feeling, please feel free to make a note for me and say, “snap out of it, Sunam!”  Because life is good. There is hope.  And I am one freakishly blessed woman.  I just don’t see it all of the time.

So here we go on a journey.  Thank you for joining me for a bit.  I’m not terribly entertaining.  Not a humorist.  Not a sage.  Not even a gifted writer.  Just dorky ole me with time to type.

NOTE: Follow-through isn’t always my gift, so there is a good chance this journey will only be a short hike.  Let’s see, shall we?