. . . in the distant, early morning . . .


. . . she awoke, tears still streaming . . .


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The Good LIfe

When I left Australia and came home, things weren’t “right”.

Nathan and I split for a variety of reasons, but when I reflect on that time, I think a lot of it was youthful stupidity. 

When I came home and moved into my parent’s basement, I didn’t know what was in store for me.  My life had been entangled in Nathan’s for 6 years; I didn’t even know who I was without him.

Fast forward nearly a decade and I still don’t know what life has in store for me; but I know what has gone right.

* I have a wonderful, sweet bengal cat
* I have two rambunctious, sweet, playful dogs that love me and love each other
* I have a job that I am passionate about, that I love
* I work for a company that inspires me and with which I hope to be for a long time
* I have wonderful friends that I can rely on and trust
* I have an incredible family that I love
* I own a beautiful home with a wonderful yard
* I am involved in wonderful, rewarding communities ranging from ExpressionEngine, to CrossFit, to dog rescue

I see a lot of people bitching, whining, moaning, complaining on Twitter and Facebook.  All too often that is what their entire online persona is: a whine-fest.

I don’t want to be that person.  I *love* my life, and while I have worked hard for what I have, I feel extremely lucky to be where I am.  I am a single, independent, strong woman with a wonderful life and a beautiful future ahead of me.

This is a

good

great life, and one that I am happy to live.


-Lisa, on May 24, 2011 at 11:14 am