I tried to cut and paste a past bio I had written about myself for an article submission, but when I saw it here, it just fell flat.
I am me. Read me for a few days or weeks and I think you’ll get to know me well.
Sometimes I kinda hate the way the internet can suck all of the life and personal-ness out of communication. How it can seem like it’s a barrier between me and you and that words in emails or blog posts lack the oomph of the spoken word. But in a way, it’s the only thing we have.
So what I really want to do is to sit across at coffee from you and tell you my story in person. I want to tell you how I don’t want any of these days in my life to pass by too quickly. That it kills me that my “baby” is already done with Kindergarten. How I sometimes forget my ten-year-old was ever small. That I can barely remember holding her while she slept.
I want to sit across from you in my living room at home and tell you that I cheated on my husband 10 years ago. I want you to hear it from my own mouth and not as gossip from someone else’s. I want you to know me now and know that I am so different than I used to be.
I want you to hear that I’m as normal as you are and that I sometimes binge on peanut butter and bananas. I want you to know that I have trouble making friends and I’ve always been that way. I’m intense and I expect a lot, and because of that I’m sometimes lonely.
I’m a mother who loves her daughters with every fiber, but I yell and get frustrated about messy rooms and toothpaste all over the bathroom sink. I want us to have a play date so you can see me and my faulty discipline skills but that I do my best, I really do.
I want us to go out on a double date so that you can get to know my amazing husband and how different he and I are. And maybe you will glimpse how much I truly love him.
But if we can’t have coffee or a play date because you are in South Carolina or South Dakota and I’m in Southern California, I think we can settle for this blog as a place to meet.
Keep coming back. I’ll keep writing.