I like cookies! and other random outbursts....

Life, it's so noncommittal....so rigid... so, well.... random. I had lost what was therapeutic to me in recent years, writing included. So, here I begin again. We are given many blessings. Sometimes we don't know what to do with those blessings and often screw them up into unrecognizable messes. That seems to be my life... a mixture of many clashing colors to my crayon box. Some crayons broken in half and others the ends rubbed down to a rounded blurb and shade of a questionable color. Some colors are new and not yet named... some are as unique as "rusty pumpkin orange" which happens to be one of my favorite colors and some are the time tested and well loved good ol' American primary hues that exist in what I call my crayon box of life. When I think of myself, I see so may contradictions. I am a beautiful graceful woman yet a clumsy accident prone girl at the same time. I'm a girl of witty sophisticated culture yet give me a tent and a river and I would be in heaven just the same. I'm not afraid of heights but I am afraid creatures who slither with no bones. I have fear and I have strength. I have love and I have passionate opposition yet I often do not utter a word except to those who I trust enough to see my vulnerability. I am stubborn, I am emotional and I am admittedly extremely complicated. At the same time I am as basic as a woman can be. Yah, I've been told... I'm a mess.

I am not entirely sure what I hope to get out of this blog but I am sure I will unravel a great deal about my world which is probably a lot like yours. That is, if you are a new and old military wife at the same time.. a mother of three, a renewed student and former banker, an on and off vegetarian who is in love with a hunter. If you are in love, if you love life, if you have found a deep spot inside you to allow for the unthinkable and impossible... that's us.