They say you need to have life figured out in your twenties…well, I am way into my thirties and still trying to figure it out. I know things I am passionate about…music, words, equality, chips, makeup, sparkles, shoes, sports laughter, my cats, water, hope…but I certainly don’t have the rest of the shit figured out.
I know I have good days and bad. I struggle with depression and anxiety. I have chronic illnesses and am a caretaker for my son with traumatic brain injury. Yet, I am so much more than those things…I’m the girl who will walk up to a stranger to tell them they are beautiful or jump on the pool table to bust a move to Vanilla Ice. I believe the world often has given me a crappy hand but I am doing my best to to make a full house out of a pair of duces. Somehow we’ll make it…cause that’s what we do. RHCP taught me that.