Welcome….. Well, I hope you feel welcome

I can’t believe I am doing this: writing about my life for total strangers to read. Opening myself up to become something someone reads while drinking their morning coffee seems weird to me. But here I am!

You’re brave if you are reading this. I mean real brave. From post to post, you will have no idea what I will write about. I guess this is the best time to brief you of what to expect, huh? Okay, here is the short answer for a long story:

I love Christ. That’s right, I love my Lord. He never fails me even when I am a complete disgrace to him. He still loves me.

I love my children. Two of them to be exact. Lady A. and Sir M. is what I will refer to them as for now.

I love my cubs. Let me explain: any child that I have worked with in any ministry I have served. Mama Bear loves her cubs.

I love to crochet. Especially this time of year. It’s cold outside. I keep my hands busy. I need to keep them busy.

I am curious. I love a good research project. I get in trouble at times, my curiosity helps me to grow. You never get to old to learn.

I fight for a cure. Crohn’s to be exact. I hate it. Lady A. is my hero, a warrior.

I can be compassionate. Especially for children with special needs, regardless of how severe their need may be. Sir M and a very special friend have taught me compassion.

I love to cut up. I can giggle with the best of them. Laughter is healthy. I need more of it.

I am a story teller. I had a theme going and just couldn’t find a ‘c’ word to fit. It was going so good.

I am real. No smoke and whistles. I am rough around the edges to keep it simple. I am raw and to the point. That too has gotten me in trouble. I am learning. I will let you know up front, I will disappoint someone who reads one of my posts. However, I warned you up front.

I tell stories in the first person. I can only speak for myself so why should I write any different than I speak. Some will be more fact than fiction but not always. Some will be raw truth. Very raw. I have to heal and I know one of the best ways to communicate is to tell a story that tells the… well, you get it.

I guess that’s it for tonight. It’s late. I should have done this a long time ago. Maybe now I can sleep better at night because I now have a place to write my thoughts and my stories. So, if you have made it this far: Welcome to My Side of Sanity.

Oh! I love chickens. Yup, backyard chickens. There are some stories from the coop I can’t wait to tell!

Love always,

Wendy Lu