Where to begin, where to begin.  I don't know the first thing about blogging.  I can't even figure out how to get backgrounds..... that is how behind the times I am feeling right now.  BUT the whisperings' and the yearnings stirring in my soul are saying I need to write my story; that somehow I'll find me when it's all written down, that somehow, all my fragments of memories will put me back together again.  That I will find that same sweet girl full of hopes and dreams and full of enthusiasm for this thing called life somewhere at my core.
This is my story for me and for my beautiful children.