I am a mum. I am going through some stuff and I’ve decided to be pensive out loud. Well, out loud here as much as I can handle. I’ll be as vulnerable as I can, but I have trust issues (laugh or have concern, it’s okay). Sometimes I’m going to be detailed in describing my thoughts and emotions and more evasive in other details, but I’ll try my best to make sense. I make no promises. Sorry I’ve already used the word “stuff” as a very ambiguous description of my life. (aaack what an oxymoron “ambiguous description”, ambiguous, you are fired from being a description, you have not fulfilled your workplace duties.)
Hopefully my journey inspires, or at least amuses, but for now, it’s just my pensive journey. Also, I’m a little silly.
My thoughts and my methods are not going to be instruction books for anyone or up for theological discussion. These are just my thoughts and I’m going through some things, that’s about it. Thanks for tuning in.