A little bit about me: My name is Shar and I’ve lived in the Pacific Northwest all my life. I’m a mom, a daughter, a wife, a sister, a friend, a niece, a cousin. I’m a deep thinker and a people advocate. I feel things deeply with a compassionate heart.
This blog is dedicated to my loved ones. To my mom for raising my sister and I to lead with an open heart and to be ourselves – no matter what. To my dad who worked so hard all his life and sacrificed so much for his family, who taught us about respect and more importantly honor. To my sister for her generosity, wit, and for never apologizing for who she is – a beautiful woman who tackles every turn in life with passion. To my husband for opening up his heart to me and letting me in – a little bit at a time, and for loving me fully and encouraging me every step of the way. To my beautiful daughter who encounters adversity time and time again, and still has the hope, faith, and courage necessary to continue starting over – I’ve always been proud to be your mom.
Creating this blog. Why?
Sometimes with all the buzz on twitter, instagram, facebook, snapchat etc., on top of whatever pressures you may be dealing with at work, school, in sports, at home – illness, artistry, debt, wealth, love, loss, hunger, weight, addiction, therapy, paralysis – we can get lost along the way. The first thing to go may be our voice, or our ability to listen. This is true for me, at least.
I’ve always had trouble finding my voice, staying true to me, and staying connected to what’s truly important. At times the pressure can get to be too much, and I may start to isolate myself and shut down.
My mom has been nudging me to journal (or blog) for as long as I can remember. I just didn’t know how. I was too busy trying to keep my head above water to think about what I should say.
Thank you for reading this. My words may be confusing, my grammar may not always be on point, and I may over share, so I ask that you refrain from judgment and I promise to do the same for you. Please know that my heart is filled with compassion for you and I wish you nothing but joy, courage, and faith in this world. Each of us has our own unique gifts to share, and I say, “cheers” to you finding yours.
You never know who you might help by sharing your own life experiences.
With love, Shar