Hello world!

Why am I doing this? Why create a personal blog to detail the my creative journey? Detail my disasters and shout out my successes? I could give you a very long list. I certainly gave myself one when I sat down and considered doing this project. In the end though it all boiled down to one main reason.

Connection.

I cannot tell you how many times I said I felt crazy for exploring creative activities. Didn’t feel that way when I first decided to work on writing a romance novel but when I threw in the idea of learning an instrument or learning more about music production or even trying some of the painting techniques I come across online- sanity? Yup. Right out the window. I’m suddenly thinking I’ve lost my mind and am letting a mid-life crisis run wild.

What first-time mother in her late thirties decides, you know what, today is the day I decide to embrace my creativity and pursue anything that catches my fancy? Me. I’m that person. And I know I cannot possibly be the ONLY woman in this predicament. Which brings me back to what this all boils down to.

Connection.

Things that I would never have thought scary when I was younger are suddenly these huge mountains that feel insurmountable. If the attempt to climb them doesn’t kill me than surely the embarassment will. Right? Alright. So maybe I’m over exaggerating. But you get my point. As we get older, stepping out of our comfort zone to try something new or pursue something that interests us seem way more riskier.

Now add a child into that mix and watch it amplify itself. I found myself stuck between the fear of looking crazy and wanting to set an example for my daughter. I want her to know that no matter where you are in life, how long it takes you to discover what you love or how hard a journey may be it is NEVER too late to start. And that over rides my fear.

So if I have to look like a ridiculously crazy mom who is going through a mid-life crisis and still hasn’t figured her shit out at 39, well, then so be it.