I feel like this first post should have a radical start - a grand story, a humorous take on a life event, or a brilliant and original statement. I have none of the above. I'm not a 'memorable starts' kind of person.
Generally, I am the kind of person who needs a rolling start before I pick up speed. Meaning things start out slow but, usually (I cannot promise always), things do speed up to a happy pace. Occasionally this means the train runs down the hill, racing by so quickly it's merely a blur in the corner of your vision for an instant until you lose sight of it altogether. Those rants are most often a result of my stressed days and I often can't even keep up with myself.
Journalling has been a part of my life for a long time. Whether it's a record of the mundane details of my usual routine, an outlet for an emotional experience, a desperate plea for some kind of miraculous change, or just a place to vent my craziness to avoid it imploding in on me, I have written in a journal for as long as I can remember. I'm a lot more 'normal' when I can write my thoughts and opinions down - somehow it seems to level me out a little bit. So now, instead of just keeping my writing in a coiled notebook in my room, I shall share it here on a blog.
A few things worth knowing about me that will affect both the subjects of my posts as well as the manner in which I write them include these:
- I am a nursing student. I am fascinated by the human body and what it is capable of, I have a sick sense of humour (which is, in fact, not rudeness or lack of respect but a coping mechanism for dealing with the tough parts of my job), and some of my stories may seem gross. Sorry.
- I am a person of faith. I was raised in Mennonite, Baptist and less denominationally-specified Anabaptist churches by the most amazing parents a person could have. I am as, if not more, disgusted by the hypocrisy, dogmatism, judgementalism and hatred that sadly often accompany religion as anyone else. I do not consider myself 'religious' (in terms of having to do specific tasks, routines, and ceremonies) but I am spiritual and I do have faith. This will probably affect many of my posts - my opinions, convictions, life goals, daily activities and attitudes are all a result of my love of Jesus Christ and His words of love and peace. I do my best to honour Him, but all too often fall far short of that goal. Please do not judge all Christ-followers by my fallacies, in the same way that you would not judge all dogs because you met a singular mean one.
- I am a musician. Music has been a huge part of my life ever since I was a little girl and I hope that it continues to be until the day I die (and afterwards, God willing). I have played piano, violin, guitar, sung in choirs (and continue to sing in choir), and I'm currently learning to play mandolin. I have wide and varied tastes in music - from jazz to indie pop to rap (some) to classical to alternative and more. Music is often a place of solace for me.
I suppose it is rather narcissistic to believe that anyone would be interested in reading my thoughts and stories about my life, but I will continue to share my life here. Sending my thoughts out into cyberspace for whoever.
Cheers!
PS - Song of the Day: Folding Chair by Regina Spektor
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