Tiny Flecks of Color

I want to be a blogger. I want to be someone people come to read and feel and forget about their day for a while. I have a ridiculously long list of blogs I like to check out. People who inspire me, who make me laugh, and who allow me to lose myself in their words.

I want to be a story teller.

I think its related to the uncontrollable need to LOVE people. I want to just GIVE something back to the world that I can only describe as breathtaking. I want to shout "THANK YOU!!" or "I LOVE YOU" or just leave some sort of WHATEVER that will become a part of someone else's story. part of their life.

Problem is, I dont know my story. Or maybe my story is just boring to me.

I used to have this problem all the time. I would think to myself, "I cant be a motivational speaker, I've never had to overcome anything". I've had it held against me... a boy screaming at me about how I've had the perfect life. And in all reality. It's true. Well, ok, no ones life is perfect but mine has been truly great. Easy childhood, great family, college, job, perfect husband. No real traumatic problems.

So I start this blog to talk about seeing the Holy in the ordinary every day around me... and yet, it seems so lame! It's ok, you can tell me if it's lame.

So I'm going to challenge myself to just be real, to be more honest, to be open, and to get motivated to not only start being aware of the story I have developing around me - but to also start telling it!