I can honestly say that I’ve cried more these past 12 months than any other time I can remember. Why all the tears you might be wondering? Well, I supposed I have opened myself to being powered by vulnerability.
The first few months of 2015 were tears from experiential learning exercises through an emotional intelligence course. This course left my emotional bank account with a revolving door. I easily found the tears flowing freely more often than not. Tears of happiness, tears of pride, tears of love, tears of fear, tears of loneliness, tears of depression and sadness, and tears of exhaustion. Those last few listed reasons of tears have been the reason for my lack of writing these more recent months.
Exactly one week ago I was crying again. I was sitting in the middle seat on the back of a nonstop flight from Las Vegas to Baltimore, and my neighbors must have been afraid to talk to the strange woman who in our four hours in the air often went from having a huge grin on her face to sobbing out loud, because neither neighbor said a word to me once we landed. You see, from take off to touch down, I had my earbuds in, and lost myself to one of the most motivational and self reflective books a stay at home blind mommy blogger from the burbs could possibly read.
A very good friend who just so happens to be a fellow blind mom from a suburb across the country suggested that I read the book, “Carry On Warrior, the Power of Embracing Your Messy, Beautiful Life,” by Glennon Doyle Melton. She said she was thinking of me the entire time she was reading it herself. I will not go into detail what the book is about because I want every woman who may be feeling the pressures of marriage, motherhood, society, and normalcy of life sometimes strangling them, to go out and buy a copy! I am not being compensated by anyone for promoting this book.
What I have gained is the courage to write not just the pretty, positive posts that my about me page written almost four years ago states. This book has given me the courage to share all of me. Be prepared to read all the vulnerable, angry, fear filled, joyous, smelly, aching, belly laughing, all 360 degrees of me.