Who cares?

So I think to myself, I would like to start a blog. I'm not a refined writer, in fact, I'm not a writer at all. But I want to blog none the less. I have so many thoughts that rattle around in my brain that I think, I need to get these out! Plus I figure if I can see in front of me what's going on inside of me, than maby that will help me see the crazy in my life, or patterns to avoid, or topics to dive into. So what I guess I'm really saying is, I'm going to publish my diary. Yep, there it is. Diaries aren't grammatically correct. The spelling doesn't have to be perfect, and the thoughts and opionions voiced are real and authentic, whether justified or not. So here I go. I start an adventure where I seek to publically process what happens to me, see God where he exsists in my life, and find healing in the everyday life. I travel the country speaking, I stay home and raise my kids, I craft when I can, I love to cook, and most days I struggle against my own expectations and perfectionsim. Let's do life together!