I'm a terrible blogger I know ...

Among other things, I'm a terrible blogger and even my own once beloved journal has sat by the wayside for years.

Becoming a parent means becoming someone else, your identity changes in some fundamental ways. I have become a more loving person, a stronger person, and a more resillient person. I have never been someone who let others define who I am or what is expected of me. If I am told no, I find a way to make the answer yes. I do not let things stand in my way. And that has never been more true than when I became a parent. Through the last couple years I have been to the lowest lows, and I have managed not only to climb my way out but to never let it affect my daughter.

Throughout this journey, of single parenthood, of collegiate and professional success, and in striving to become a better person, I have learned a lot, sacrificed at times too much, and gained a new life. I am not the person I use to be. The person who had time to write pages in her journal about things that seem so insignificant now, or write blogs about and to my daughter. I miss that person, who had leisure in her life and didn't need to keep a schedule. And yet I know I have never been as happy as I am right now.

I know my own worth. I work hard every minute of every day. And that makes the down time that much more valuable. Life is slipping by and I can't document every moment of it, I have to remember it.

Let's hope I'm doing an ok job at that ...