Tuesday, September 08, 2009

I cannot remember a time BEFORE you started telling that story.

How do I go about telling these September stories?

These stories will be intermingled with my current life-stories. You all know that my wild and precious life does not stop simply because I'm in the middle of a story. I would love to be a fancy blogger like Pioneer Woman, and have a fancy title and make it a series and give away a mixer or a fancy camera here and there in between. But that's not me. I'm not that together. Plus, I love coming up with unique titles from songs or movies or tv shows and I couldn't commit to just one.

I've been trying to figure out how to tell these three years worth of stories for quite some time now. They're so much a part of my life, but they've been hidden for so long. I'm not ashamed of them or anything. I was just a different person back then. So many people are so very surprised to hear about this part of my life. That I was young once, and stupid and in love.

What people don't realize is that when I moved back to Texas from Florida, I left that person behind. I was completely broken and lost, so I headed back to the only place where I could heal, and in doing so, became a completely different person. In a good way. Without these September stories, I wouldn't be who I am today. I wouldn't be me. The person who has been through hell and lived to see the other side. The person who knows and recognizes that all forward motion counts.

For example...did you know that I once loved NASCAR and won a Fantasy NASCAR league? Or that I have met the wrestler The Undertaker when he helped me after I fell down? (so I know most of you aren't surprised about the "fell down" part) Or that I was not necessarily as white trash as those first two questions might lead you to believe?

These stories aren't all serious, especially not the ones that fall into the category of "Times we lost Jimmy." I've just been thinking about them a lot lately as I look back on my life over the past ten years.

P.S. If you want to catch up or just figure out what I'm rambling about, I've labeled all of these September stories.


  1. I rarely recommend books to fellow bloggers, but you might need to run, not walk, to pick up Susan E Isaacs' book, "Angry Conversations with God: A Snarky but Authentic Spiritual Memoir." She's what Donald Miller and Anne Lamott would have if they married and had children.

  2. With a recommendation like that, I will absolutely check it out. And it's supposedly at my local BN. I can't guarantee I'll run all the way there, but at least into the store from my car.



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