to find beauty

A Ramble

 

Blog co-author: fail 

 

It is not as though I don't want to invite the entire world in on my most intimate thought processes. It is just that I am so involved in having them, and doing them, that often I fail to write them down.  I also lack the words to describe so much of what is going on in my life. I can't begin to convey the intense excitement that burns within me when I contemplate my life and the future. When I talk about it there seems to be a disproportionate amount of eye rolling.

 

Four years ago I wrote a letter to my 17 year old self. If I were to rewrite that letter today it would be completely different. It would be more along the lines of: obviously you are going to mess-up, but the majority of the things that happen in this world are not your fault or responsibility.  Take what comes and roll with it because inside of you is me. You have an amazing potential for joy and wonder!

 

I think my 17 year old self would have cringed at that advice and crawled back into her self defeating, self destructive reality of her own creation.  Crying in fear that to see the sunlight she might get a sunburn in the processes. As afraid of success as of failure, never standing and making a decision, living a life that's choices were defined by default. Not living, just breathing.

 

Life is a bit different now, walk with me and we will talk.

there's two of us now

So, one of my most wonderful friends who just so happens to have the same name as me (well, she spells it wrong) happens also to be one of my most loyal readers on here... and whenever I am being a little slow in posting something for her to read during work breaks, etc, she likes to tell me this... "Cori, I like to have something fun to read!" (Which makes my heart overflow with giddiness because I like to make people happy.)

And, so I have invited my dear friend to guest write on this little blog so we can together entertain each other and our collective friends. Other friends of mine are welcome to write as well, this is not a secret club. Except for the name thing. That is a not-so-secret club though.

And so, now I wait. I wait for my friend to write something fun for me to read during breaks at work.

Life is ironic, eh? Anyways, this little poke at her is in no way intended to make her feel bad. (Hi Kori!) Its just my sneaky way of introducing the newest voice on this little blog.

Welcome. :)