Beginnings

I remember when I first heard about blogs. I couldn't understand why people would want to journal for everyone to see and then post it so that they were never sure who was reading, who was making judgements, who was totally relating and who was tuning out.... Then I had a crisis. A health crisis. My normally healthy body, never a broken bone, cavity, braces or eye problems and all the sudden I was faced with a life threatening health issue. I was scared to death, two small boys just 6 and 4 years old, a loving husband who was also my best friend, an incredible family and group of friends that were my support and life line. I soon discovered how cathartic blogging could be. All of a sudden I didn't care who was reading, or not reading, who was relating or tuning out, and I really didn't care who was making judgments because this was my journey, my story and it was therapeutic just to tell it.

This blog isn't about that. If you want to read that you can do that here www.hbstory.blogspot.com. That is part of my history, it's part of my story, but it isn't all of it. My story continues from there and expands to today. 

A friend of ours was sharing with us a few months ago and asked "what is in your house." He was referring to the current economic situation and encouraging us to think outside of a normal 9-5 job, to think about what is in our house, our life, that could possibly sustain us in way we hadn't thought of.

I took a deeper meaning to it. Not just what talents do we have that might bring in extra income, but what life lessons have we learned or experiences have we gained that would bring some kind of freedom to someone else. I think there is so much value in age. With age comes wisdom that is usually gained by trial. If you haven't lived through a trial, just wait, it will come, and when it does what are you going to do with it? Are you going to hunker down and hope you just "get through it". Are you going to stand up and embrace it and allow it to change you? I can't say I've "sailed" through my trials but I do know how to weather them better than I used to and now I don't see them as trials anymore, instead they are just another chance to become more of who I'm really supposed to be.

So I'm going to be sharing what is in my house......

I'd encourage you to think, what is in your house?