When I was a little girl, I wanted to be writer. I created characters and filled countless notebooks with stories and poems. I loved that world of make-believe.
I love to hear the stories of others. I want to know where they are coming from, what their journey has been like, how they’ve become who they are, how they got to where they are in life. I love the stories.
I have been wanting to do a blog for a long time, but each time I get started, I hesitate because here’s the thing…when it comes to my own life, I’m not really sure what story I want to tell yet.
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| me and my goofball |
I mean, when I look at my day-to-day life, I see it all. My seven-year-old son is amazingly clever and so, so goofy, so comedy is plentiful in my world. There’s a bit of melodrama (I am a woman, after all). There has been an epic journey – one of brokenness, discovery, and ultimately, faith. There have been tragedies so great that I may never find the words to describe them. And through it all, there has been one extraordinary romance.
I’m not sure what I will feel compelled to share… big things, little things, silly things. But it’s nice to have an outlet to share.
So…. Once upon a time… there was me. This is my story.
Oh, and by the way – a big shout out to the little-known 90’s group, Pep Squad. They gave me the name for my blog. I don’t know that they ever had any hits, but they were smart enough to know that “Jamie’s Kisses Are Like Candy Canes on Christmas.”
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