Hello everyone,

We’re getting closer to Thanksgiving, and I wanted to take the time to thank all of you for your support. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I wouldn’t be here on the blog-o-sphere if it wasn’t for you guys. I’m not saying that for a dramatic affect either. I would have given up blogging and possibly writing because just wanting something isn’t always going to make you successful or good at it.

One great example of this is when I was five I wanted to be a ballerina. Every day I would practice spinning and walking on my toes. That is until one day I was twirling in the living room when I lost my balance and face planted with the arm of our really hard couch. Laughing, I reached up to my chin, and it came away with blood. My mom walked into the room and freaked out. It didn’t hurt too bad I even remember laughing. This of course freaked her out more. But she pulled herself together and grabbed a butterfly bandaid out of our kitchen drawer.

That taught me that we could want it. We could want it a lot but some things are meant to be hobbies we enjoy.

As with any writer we all have our own personal insecurities and it’s nice to have people support your vision.  So, Thank you again for being a wonderful group of people.

Hey if there’s a topic you would like me to write about or have any questions feel free to ask. Or comment. I’ll try to get back to you as soon as possible.

Hello everyone,

We’re getting closer to Thanksgiving, and I wanted to take the time to thank all of you for your support. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I wouldn’t be here on the blog-o-sphere if it wasn’t for you guys. I’m not saying that for a dramatic affect either. I would have given up blogging and possibly writing because just wanting something isn’t always going to make you successful or good at it.

One great example of this is when I was five I wanted to be a ballerina. Every day I would practice spinning and walking on my toes. That is until one day I was twirling in the living room when I lost my balance and face planted with the arm of our really hard couch. Laughing I reached up to my chin, and it came away with blood. My mom walked into the room and freaked out. It didn’t hurt too bad I even remember laughing. This of course freaked her out more. But she pulled herself together and grabbed a butterfly bandaid out of our kitchen drawer.

That taught me that we could want it. We could want it a lot but some things are meant to be hobbies we enjoy.

As with any writer we all have our own personal insecurities and it’s nice to have people support your vision. So, Thank you again for being a wonderful group of people.

Hey if there’s a topic you would like me to write about or have any questions feel free to ask. Or comment. I’ll try to get back to you as soon as possible.