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In the beginning...

Yesterday, I ended the day by making a decision to do what I know is the right thing but feels like I ripped my own heart out. 😭

Today, I made a decision that I am very uncertain of but it has me feeling like maybe there is a little hope for my financial future. 😊

Tomorrow, I'll have to make more decisions.  Good. Bad. Right. Wrong. I'll make each decision as it comes my way. Every choice we've ever made has brought us to where we are right now. We are all just doing the best we can to make more right decisions than wrong ones.

I love to write. Writing helps me to process things that are bouncing around in my mind. My writing is for me. I am choosing to share it with the world because I hope that some day it will help someone else.

I don't just write about the good stuff. I write about ALL the stuff. I used to blog quite often. A few years ago, I stopped because people close to me didn't understand what they were reading. It complicated my life in ways I just wasn't prepared for. I allowed the things that people in my life said to me to have more weight than my own needs. I made the decision to stop blogging. That was a mistake; a bad decision. Today I am choosing to make a different choice, a better choice for me,

If you choose to follow my blog, please know that there will be tough times. You will be joining me on this journey. You will see the good, the bad, and the ugly. I have no choice but to wake up and live it each day. Know that you have a choice. Feel free to turn back at anytime. Feel free to skip the parts that are too painful for you. I just ask that you keep an open mind about experiencing it all with me.

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