27 years in a nutshell

Wednesday, October 17, 2007.

I am simply inspired by The Writer’s Workshop at The Undeniables [dot] Org…

I’m not a “writer” and I wouldn’t know where to begin if I ever wanted to write a book. In 2nd grade I entered the young author’s contest with a story that I wrote and illustrated one night called “The Blue Whale”. I remember writing the text with a marker and making lines with a ruler in pencil to keep it all straight so it would look good. I drew pictures that I was really proud of and giggled at years later. I didn’t win but to this day, right now, I can still remember how good it felt when I finished writing that book. Between then and now, there was journals, typed up blogs and word files, pieces of random stuff read at the Tuesday Night Project events, and a lot of years.

Now, at twenty seven, I probably still have dear friends who would think of me as being the 19 year old who is now in her twenties. Not late twenties, or the near thirty year old that I am even, but a twenty something young gal who in her way… somehow… as always, has found, a way to pull it all together. I know how lucky I am. I know that if I were a cat I’d probably be at the end of my 9 lives. I know I’m not perfect nor would I ever want to be cause where’s the fun in that? I know all this. So here’s 27 years in a nutshell. How I went from broken to rebuilding what started out as broken and still chugging and growing with a smile on my face. My breakdown as random as my head thinks the memories and lessons to be discovered or rediscovered at 27.