When I was in grade school I won the class award for “Best Storyteller.” Now, I’m not saying that I can write an award winning novel but I will say that my life sure feels like one. I’ve recently learned that storytelling is a coping strategy for my nostalgic and solutions-oriented brain. While it can be easy for me to ruminate on “what could have been, what was, or what will be,” writing out a narrative of my life’s events has helped my brain to process them and find peace in what is.
My intention when starting this blog a few years ago was to share the funny, happy, and traumatic memories of my life so that others could understand me better as a person. I think it’s normal to want to be understood, so what better way than to share the pivotal moments of my life to help explain why I am the way I am. However, in recent years my perspective on longing to be seen and known by others has changed. These days, I find contentedness in being fully seen and known from within both spiritually and from personal growth which has brought about the peace that I’ve learned I can’t expect or rely on from others.
My new intention with this blog is to simply utilize it as a way to verbalize and process my life as a coping strategy. If you find my content relatable, especially the hardships, I am sorry. I extend to you hope, peace, and perseverance.
This will be an open journal of stories about my childhood, Sicilian culture, the loss of my family, mental health, pregnancy loss, marriage, friends, and adventures. We all have a story. I’m learning to accept the story that I have lived and that continues to unfold. To take each day and each moment at a time while having the courage to keep going.
“Life is an evolution. Your life is constantly, quietly evolving each moment into something new, something different, something that adds gracefully, beautifully, and perfectly to what was.” – Anonymous

Edited 26 June 2023