well here i am

i began writing again

As a person who grew up sharing her life on social media (xanga, blogspot, tumblr anyone?) writing online feels natural and intuitive- something I was born to do.

I have countless journals carefully hidden in secret corners like memory bank- holding all my musings, pain, sorrow and loneliness documenting the journey of a young mother in her 20s, to a more socially accepted career woman in her 30s, to now a woman starting a new chapter in her 40s.

Finally, after 1 marriage, 4 kids and 20 years later— I’ve arrived home.

Some of you have reached out recently on Instagram about the subtle changes of my tone, my more prominent posts and shares about healing, rediscovering oneself, choosing a newfound path that is authentically me.

When I first began my blog Mommy Diary over 15 years ago, it was filled with stories of postpartum depression and special needs parenting- topics that are commonplace now but felt incredibly daunting to share at the time.

This was a phase of my life when my relationship to self depended on the joy and well-being of others, rather than myself which taught me a lot, but I’m now faced with a new decision, to share some of my innermost thoughts about my healing and rediscovery journey.

When I say “healing” I don’t necessarily mean from outside circumstances or experiences, I mean healing from my own traumas, core wounds and behavioral shortcomings- as ultimately it was me, who abandoned herself for so long.

Today I freely put my thoughts onto this screen with hope that my random bursts of freewriting sessions can inspire and empower some of you, who may be on (or considering) a similar path as me.

Until next time, be well and blessed.