To Know Where I am I remember where I was

Thinking back, looking forward and appreciating where I am.

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Okay, so where was I when I even started thinking about putting pen to paper again? As someone with a passion for writing that was lost and then found again I wanted to go back for a minute before I could look forward. Where was I? Not physically, like my living room, but where was I in life? What was my head space like?

**Look for future blogs that highlight in more detail where I was when I stopped writing and why**

Very recently married to my best friend, already a mother to four (count them) amazing boys, balancing home and work, being involved in service I can in almost every way find so much richness in my life today. 

**Life is good today. It wasn’t always, but through trial can come triumph and we will look at those moments later as well*

Yet through all my blessings I also find that I still have much to learn about myself. How many of you feel that way at times? We ask why are we here or what our purpose is? We question “who am I or what do I like?” and sometimes I question why I am this way.

Maybe we won’t ever be able to answer these questions perfectly. Maybe the answers will change as we go along, but change is growth. Growth is a good thing.

For me I want the person looking back at me in the mirror to match the Millie in my mind’s eye; the reflection I want to be and have always seen, but never become.

**Look for future blogs that highlight in more detail over how I lost myself and where I found myself**

I am discovering who I am and how to love that person unconditionally. I am learning to my best life now, not trudge through the past or worry about the future, but to be the best me in the moment.

And isn’t that good enough?

Add your comments own experiences below. I would love to see where we all are on this journey of life. And remember

#goodvibesonly #knowwhereyourfeetare and you can be ok here, let’s create a #safezone




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