On the edge of the rabbit-hole

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.
-Lewis Carroll

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Happy Mother's Day

This is not my first try at blogging. I have tried before and failed. I am trying again.

Here's the motivation:

I am moving. I have moved before, but never did it seem to matter so much. Leaving my parent's home was very hard, but I was going to college and like all teenagers, I thought I was so ready to leave. When I left college I was following a path I needed to walk. I left very little behind, emotionally or otherwise. That is not the case this time. There will be much left behind this time and I can't think of an easier way to share my new adventures with those I love.

Also, I need a place to vent a bit. Selling you home while finding a new job hundreds of miles away while closing many chapters of your life is tough. It's just not fair to pile it all on my very patient man as he is also dealing with all these things.

Also, I am attempting to grow in my art. I am hoping that I will be inspired to put more thought into my photography if I am putting them out there for all to enjoy (and criticize), and what a better scrapbook for all the new things I attempt.

 Also(!) my mom wants to know what is going on with my life. We talk often, although not often enough for either of us. This is a place for my mom to go and get a fuller picture of my life (it is very hard to share pictures over the phone).

So, Happy Mother's day, to a very lovely, extremely supportive lady. I am finding more and more of you in me as the days go by.

2 comments:

  1. I feel ya! Moving from NC was so much worse than any of the moves before then. I miss my friends!

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  2. Also, I love your blog name. We came *thisclose* to naming the baby Alice based sheerly on my love for the book.

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