The truth behind my passion

Today’s #feelgoodblogging challenge is asking us to share the story behind why we do what we do or simply tell what we are TRULY passionate about and why.

I have to admit it took me awhile all day to sit down and write this and I’m usually not one who gets lost for words when it comes to writing.  My journey with writing dates back to the lovely 80s when I had my first diary with a key. I would sit every day and just write about what happened or even just draw. Putting pen to paper has always been and will continue to be the best therapy.

One day when I was 16, I was part of a teen group in my church and every year we would all go on a retreat that was student lead. And on this retreat, teenagers would share their most sacred life stories and secrets that no one else outside of this weekend retreat ‘circle’ would know or even understand. During this weekend, it always ended with a Sunday mass and a teenager who was participating on this weekend retreat would be chosen to give what they called “The 12th Talk”. This talk would be during the mass and they would be revealing a piece of themselves and showing everyone their soul.

So in May of 1996 I was chosen to give this talk. I honestly couldn’t believe it. Not only was I going to be giving this talk to my peers, whom I saw every day at school, but to their families as well as my own. Now up until this point I had probably kept a journal every year of my life so I knew writing this wasn’t going to be that difficult, it was going to be what I was going to write about that was going to be difficult.

During this time in my life, I was dealing with many struggles, some of which my best friends and mother, didn’t even know about. Not only was I dealing with weight issues, I was dealing with the “loss” of my father. Now you may think, oh god she lost her dad. No, thankfully my dad did not pass away, he is alive and well, but at that time I felt and believed I did not have a dad. I was so hurt and angry at this time in my life about my dad leaving us, the only thing I could do was turn to my journal and get my feelings out. It was the only outlet I truly had.

This was the story I told during the “The 12th Talk”.

Fast forward 19 years later and I still til this day, write out my feelings and emotions to everyone and anyone I need to. Little did I know that in the 80s when I first received my pink diary with the lock and key, it would literally open up a whole new world for me. In the 20+ years since receiving that, I have produced many journals, many cards and letters to loved ones, produced a children’s book (which I’m slacking on publishing), and gave birth to this baby, my blog.

I want my blog to be a place where other women can go to and know they are not alone. Yes I love to write about fashion, beauty and health/fitness, but I also love my just a little thought. It’s a place where I know there are so many more women out there who are like me and they need to know we are in this together. I want to inspire and help those who are stuck in a place and don’t know how to get out. I give great advice, advice I should be listening to as well, and I want others to enjoy my passion as much as I do.

One day my passion will be the only thing I have to worry about on a daily basis. Until I’m ready to take that leap, I hope you join me on this crazy ride.

Follow your dreams, passion and always believe in yourself.

xoxo