Here I Am

Well, I’ve decided to start this thing up again. I haven’t had very good experiences blogging in the past, mostly because I get discouraged because nobody reads it or I don’t have any followers. Nevertheless, I’ve decided that my writing a blog shouldn’t depend on who reads is and how many followers I get. It should just be about me writing about my life or whatever I want to write about, and if people read it that’s a plus. So, here I am. I even revamped and gave my blog a new look :)

A lot has changed since I last wrote over a year ago. I think the biggest thing that happened was that I moved out of my mom’s house and got my own apartment. I wasn’t sure if I was ready when I did it, but once all my stuff was in my place and I started unpacking, I knew it was the right decision. Sure, I probably didn’t save up as much money as I should have and I’ve never been good with budgeting my money…but no better way to learn, right? Just kind of throwing yourself into the situation and hoping for the best. So far it’s been great. I’ve been living here since May of this year, and I’ve loved every minute. At first it was kind of lonely (I don’t have a roommate, just me), and I’ll admit I cried the first night when I tried to go to sleep. It was a BIG change for me. Ever since I was 13 and my mom and I moved out of my grandparents’ house and into our own place it’s always just been my mom and me. My parents divorced when I was a baby, and my mom has never remarried. I think I kind of felt in a way that I was abandoning her, leaving her alone. She wanted me out of the house, there’s no doubt about that…but I still couldn’t help feeling kind of guilty. Needless to say, the guilt is GONE! I absolutely love having my own place.

I’ve also started dating an amazing guy that I honestly think is the one I’m going to be with for the rest of my life. I know, I know…it’s WAY too soon to know that for sure. But I figure if both of us feel that way after only being together almost three months, there must be some truth to it. His name is Chris, and I couldn’t be happier. He makes me feel the way no other guy has, and I’m so lucky to have him in my life. I’ll save how he and I met for another post, but if I could describe it in one word it would be “fate”.

There you have it, my first post after over a year. It’s like riding a bicycle, right? ;)