Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Just something else for me to try to keep up with...

I really don't know what possessed me to try and start my own blog. I guess I feel like I just have too much time on my hands. But no, wait, that can't be it. I am a wife, a mother of three and a teacher. So here I am, in the summer months, with a to-do list more than a mile long, sitting at a computer rambling to myself. Although I have to admit, it feels nice to write. Maybe if I do a blog, I will talk less in public....yes, I think I will aspire to that goal!

But back to my crazy life. I live in rural East Texas, which is really insane because if you had asked me 10 years ago where I would be, Murchison Texas would not have made the Top 10. When I was in college, driving from Baylor in Waco to my dad's weekend place in Edom, the speed limit sign would ask you to slow down to 55mph in Murchison, but I always blew through at 70+mph. Because goodness knows there was nothing to slow down for in Murchison.

The question of how I got here is a pretty good one that people who live around me ask alot. I grew up in Highland Park in Dallas. It's a pretty upscale part of Dallas. My dad is a lawyer and my mom stayed at home with my brother and I, although she was never at home because she was running this charity or that one or presiding over this committee or that. I never really wanted for anything. I wouldn't say I was spoiled, but I was definitely sheltered.

My mom died of cancer the summer before my senior year of high school. Her death led me on an endless quest of trying to do "as mom would've wanted" for many years. I changed colleges a few times because I just couldn't figure out where she would've wanted me to go. My mom didn't tell me what to do, but she guided me in a way that was gentle, but obvious. But without her, I felt lost.

In and out of colleges, in and out of relationships, I found myself drawn back to East Texas. My dad had kept our weekend house in Edom, and it was almost as my mom had left it. She had loved East Texas. I found myself led back to our old friends from the area and got reaquainted with Seth.

Fast forward 5 years and here we are. Married, three beautiful children, a great house, wonderful rewarding jobs as teachers....I really can't complain!

I titled my blog The Power of a Positive Person because that is what I am aspiring to be: Positive. I have always been an upbeat and positive person, but here lately, I have looked around and I am seeing and hearing so much negativity. It's not easy to be positive all of the time, but I think it's a great goal!

"Live in harmony with each other. Don't be too proud to enjoy the company of ordinary people. And don't think you know it all!" - Romans 12:16

1 comment:

  1. Welcome to Blogland! I love your first entry.