When I write something…. it is in my heart and mind.
It is a true reflection of what I’m thinking and feeling at the time.
Then and there, what you read is what you get… me!
I am not one to hide. If I feel it, I write it.


I like to focus on the positives.
I like to write about the things in my life that make me happy.
Love, my family, my friends…
things that simply make me smile.
Perhaps they may even make you smile too!


But in saying that, I am human. I have crap in my life just like everyone
else, and although I prefer not to air all my dirty laundry, if I’m upset…
it shows in my words. If something is troubling me or if I’m sad…
I will write it out. If I’m hurting… it will show.
Maybe not always to you but to me…. I’ll know.
Afterall, I write for me and this is my home.


Writing helps me sort things out in my head.
It sorts out the ‘mush’ that may be swirling around in there
and once written… I try and move on. Even reading my own thoughts
simply helps me to acknowledge their presence.
Occasionally I may even have a light-bulb moment!
When I realize something I previously overlooked.
Something within myself, in my own way of thinking.
I write what I am feeling then and there and then…
try to move on. I let it out… it’s that simple.


I’m not one for pity…. and I’m not one to be pandered to.
My boyfriend serves this purpose very well if I need it.
He is my rock in life…. I am so lucky to have him…
complimented by my friends….
you all included.


If you think I’m crazy… then at that moment I probably am!
I’m still young enough to be goofy and stupid! (21 this November)
Hey, even sassy and sexy if I want to be! (even if I look just soo innocent)


So please… if I sound like a lovesick puppy, then I probably am.
If I’m a ranting PMSing lunatic then don’t call in the men
with the white coats just yet…. simply let me be.
If I’m sad or lonely, please don’t judge me. Let me work it out.
If I’m happy and want to share it, smile with me!


I am a complex but complete package,
all tied together with a bow that says
“me”.