Yes I’m sick and yes it’s snowing here in Portland at the end of March after a winter of no snow.
So I’m still very very new to the blog world. I don’t really understand how to work it, other than writing my own posts. I think I’ll get it eventually. Anyhow, like usual I’m relatively bored and not feeling good but being the overachiever I am, staying at work for the three hours I have left. So I thought I’d write a little about some personal struggles I’ve been having. I mean that’s kinda the point to a blog, right?
I’ve been really challenged this last two years. Moving across country to a place I’d never been to, with a person who was soon to leave. And I’ve been proud of myself and my accomplishments. I think I’ve had some real struggles but I’ve found ways to make it and do what I wanted and needed. I’m not complaining. All of these things has taught me a lot about my self, my relationships with lovers and friends and family, my communication skills (yes, living with people you hardly know forces you to deal with your communication issues) and my strengths too. This experience has taught me to look beyond myself to get a better perspective on what I’ve got. It’s taught me to recognize my own agency and take responsibility for most everything in my life. Most of all, it’s taught me patience. Patience I didn’t know and didn’t think I had. I’m not going to tell my whole story. It’s not that interesting or unique. I’m still learning and hopefully will always be growing. But dammit! I’m pretty proud of myself 
I’ve got myself through a lot and still feel shaky about it all sometimes. I’ve found strengths I never would’ve found in places I never would’ve looked. I cherish and adore every single person in my life. And at the risk of sounding cheesy, I’m honored to be a part of it.
