What's with the name?

What's with the name? In my mid-twenties, I had essentially gone through one kind of life and am starting to enter another. The people that are probably going to read this blog know exactly what I'm talking about - but for those who don't know, here's a brief rundown . Cheers to Chapter 2! A journey in health in many ways, and to be the best version of myself I can possibly be. I am also a blogger for GreenMommas.com. This is my blog.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

A Definite Purpose

I was given a book from my father for Christmas called The Laws of Success by Napolean Hill. I'm about 14 pages in and already more confused about my life than I should be. The premise of the book is Hill went around interviewing some of the most influential and successful people in the 1920s, but the full version was never published because the successfull interviewees did not want the "secrets" of success to get out to the public. Until today. I have the full version in my possession with a nonsensical hand written preface from my father about how this is "the best gift I could give you". Typical dad. My sister, brother and I grew up listening to success tapes and songs like "Some will, some won't, so what!"

So, a definite purpose. Ok Chapter 1, you have me here. What DO I want to do with my life? I guess I must figure out that question first and then figure out a direct way to do it, write it down somewhere I can see it everyday, as Mr. Hill suggests. I am happy with my life, I think I have a good life and wonderful people in it, but I'm looking for something definite to achieve here. Right now I guess I would be considered the 95% of the population that wanders around aimlessly in life. I just want to be a good mom really, but is that my absolute definition of success? Probably not.

Recent events have me really thinking what is this definite purpose is for me? Tragically, the day after Christmas my friend and co-worker Kaye was hit and killed by a drunk driver trying to evade from police. There were so many people that loved her, and appreciated her, me included. Today we went up to the intersection where she was struck and put pictures, posters and flowers in her honor and to remind people not to drink and drive. It was saddening, but it made me think that if I were to leave this Earth today, how would I be remembered? As a nice person is all I could come up with. People would probably say I'm quiet and liked music. Maybe I just want to be remembered positively for something - but what? And why was it Kaye? Why was she there at that moment in time? Maybe her purpose was to teach us all to be responsible and not take for granted what and who we have while we are still walking and breathing here.

She did inspire me to start this blog, so I could at least have story or two to be told about me, you know, after I'm gone. But I've got Melvin genes, I will be here for awhile.

My definite purpose, at least for this entry, is to provide you with a delightful track of music...new(er) Passion Pit. Fitting as I will be seeing them NYE. Enjoy and tell everyone who you love that you love them today because sometimes, there is not a tomorrow.

Passion Pit - All These Trees by Pretty Much Amazing

Kaye Borneman 

The Required History

My junior year of High School (yes waaaayy back in the 90s) I met and starting dating a boy. Not even sure why I liked him, I think it's because he liked my friends and family, which my previous boyfriend did not. We dated through my college years, got an apartment then a condo. Then, by no logical means, we decided to take the "next logical step" in life - get married. I got proposed to with no ring while we were living in my mother's house to catch up on bills [completely unromantic, there is no story with frills I can tell]. Any way, we had a nice lavish wedding, bought a house and about 9 months later had a beautiful baby boy. While I was enjoying my beautiful new baby, he was out trying to discover who he was, which eventually became a truth : that he was gay [I was the only one shocked about this]. So we then did something completely logical - get divorced. Three years and a nitty-gritty custody/financial battle later I have finally cut all ties from that life, and thanks to my wonderful family have emerged completely intact, starting from scratch [or less than scratch].

But I am lucky. Chapter 2 [of my life] is proving itself very worthy. I have a beautiful son, Landon, who is, unbelievably pushing 4 years old. I have a great and promising job from a top Vermont company. I have found REAL love. Someone who likes to do things with me, just spend time with me and has very similar interests. He has helped re-introduce me to another real love of mine : Music. We have traveled far and aventured together in the past few years to explore our love of music together, it's already been a blast. So cheers to Chapter 2, and trying to erase as much of Chapter 1 as I can. This is my blog.