Getting back to it.

Lately, I’ve been struggling a little bit.  I’ve been just kind of floating around without commitment and without purpose.  I kept finding myself thinking back to a previous version of myself and asking myself “what was different back then?”

When you ask my husband what drew him to me, he’ll tell you it was my kindness.  When I first heard that, I was a little surprised because I didn’t realize I came off that way (you know, ten years ago).  I saw myself as a person who always had crap (read: drama) following her.  I always had so much going on.  When I told him that, he said my kindness still always shined through.

So I got to thinking.  Back to the old little high school version of the girl behind this blog.  What was different?  I felt like I was at a cross roads: I was changing: life around me was spiraling around and I had hardly any hopes of slowing it down.  How come I didn’t come across as some crazy psycho with a short fuse and too many emotions to maintain?  {And of course I mean…exactly how I must come across these days}