When I started this blog I started it with a specific reason in mind.
I started it because I was yearning for something more.
I was looking for something and try as I might I couldn’t figure out what that “thing” was. I started dreaming and thinking. I thought there must be other women out there just like me.
Women who always followed the rules,
Women who did exactly what was expected of them,
Women who had reached their early 30’s and suddenly realized they knew absolutely nothing about what they truly wanted in life. Or perhaps thought they wanted something only to find out they wanted something totally different.
Now before you start thinking,
Wow, this girl is such a complainer,
She doesn’t know what problems are.
I’m not sitting here with a “whoa is me” mentality.
I know I’ve had a fabulous life up until now. I’ll be the first to admit it. In fact, I’m in LOVE with the life I have.
I’ve had amazing opportunities and adventures. I’ve traveled and met all different types of people. I was fortunate enough to attend a great college and go on to get my master’s degree.
I have a circle of family and friends that support me throughout everything.
Here’s the thing…
…despite all of that in the winter of 2013 I started to feel restless.
I felt like for so long I had been living my life in a way that was prescribed for me. I was living my life the way I thought it should be because that’s all I knew. And I decided that starting a blog (something I never dreamed of doing) was a way to channel my creativity and my longing for something more.
In truth, life has gotten in the way more times than I could even fathom.
But I truly believe that things do in fact happen for a reason, and maybe I just wasn’t in the right frame of mind to really buckle down and make a plan.
So this brings us to the present day. It brings us to why I named my blog just becoming me. It’s important and it’s taken me awhile to really see the value behind the name I chose.
This is more than just a blog.
It’s a place where I’m finding out more and more about myself. It’s a journey of personal growth. An awakening to discovering the real me that was underneath the surface the entire time.
And it becomes even more interesting to me that I chose this name at the very beginning, knowing that it felt right, but not truly understanding the bigger picture.
Not saying that I completely understand the bigger picture just yet, but I am starting to feel that I’m getting closer.
Closer to understanding myself and exactly what this life holds for me each and every glorious day.
And that’s a starting point.
It is something.
So what’s in a name…
In three simple words it’s everything.
just becoming me.