If my emotions were a roller coaster I could be the thrill of a lifetime. My husband would probably pass on the ride though. I have this vision of green faced passengers disembarking from their seats running in search of trash can vowing to never ride again.
With all of the things sitting on my to do list waiting to be scratched out I constantly feel like I do a menial job at everything I'm attempting to accomplish. Having a blog was never something I envisioned myself doing. I have a fear of the chopping block...where if I put myself out there then I will find out that people do not like my personality, do not think I am funny or think I have the right to consider myself a "blogger". Interestingly enough, my career as a ballroom dancer has helped me see the other side of that as I mentioned in my very FIRST blog post (ahem...two blog posts ago..). I laugh thinking about it. It took me a full month to get up the guts to post it. To be honest I'm hoping that no one will find and read my blog. You think I'm kidding. At least until I find my sea legs.
The only things that get me through to the end of my roller coaster ride before I buckle myself in again is knowing that God has my plan, my husband rubs my shoulders and wedding photographer Jasmine Star asks me in her own blog post, "Do you have grit?"