No Turning Back

Well, I guess there’s no goin’ back now. I’ve got a website, took time to put a bit (bc let’s be honest, I’m far from tech-savvy) of a personal touch to it, and away we go! Buckle up, put on your helmet, knee & elbow pads, and whatever else you might need as you embark on this journey called life with me (us, really…this blog is mostly about my family, so I should probably give them some credit).

First and foremost, thanks for stopping by. I hope that my posts can be somewhat inspiring, bring hope, perhaps a few laughs, and most importantly a connection/ sense of community to all who join.

A bit about me and why I’m here…writing has always been an outlet for me, and something I’ve enjoyed doing. While I’m not a super creative person (I can’t even draw a straight line with a ruler, you guys), I do love being creative with writing. I love how words can ebb and flow on a page, create a rhythm, and express and convey emotion.

Once I became a mom, writing wasn’t something I made time for. I tried starting up a journal a few times, but was never really successful at keeping to it. I knew writing was sort of therapeutic for me, so one of my goals for 2018 was to journal once a week.

Twice. I journaled twice. Not a complete and utter failed attempt, right?!

But, that desire for journaling was really a seed planted. And it began to grow. And I felt God calling me to “maybe start a blog…

Uhhhh. No, thanks. Not interested. What else would you like to talk about today, God?
*Crickets*

So this went on for a little while. I told no one. The call kept coming. I kept saying “nope,” and moved on to other prayers. Finally, after at least a month of this nonsense, a rough day came across my path. February 20th. I’ll tell you more about that day in my next post. I went to post something on Facebook about that day, and realized what I needed to say and the emotions I wanted to convey, would be way too much for a Facebook post. So I deleted it. Posted nothing. My heart still wanted to cry out and share, because I know I’m not the only one who has these kinds of days. I know we all experience days of heart ache and sometimes it just helps to have someone say “Yeah, girl, I’ve been there, too. Chin up. You’ve got this.”

And then there was that *idea*

“How about that blog? A blog would be a good place to write about that.” 

“Dang it! Ok, fine! You win! I’ll blog. You happy, now?”
*insert: fear, concern, peace of mind, questioning, peace of mind, uncertainty, peace of mind…you get the idea. I was a hot mess about this.

“Why me?,” “Would it really matter?,” “Would it make a difference?,” “Would anyone really even read it?”

While all of this was going on, and I was wrestling with my own self doubt, what I couldn’t shake or rationalize was I could feel a little weight being lifted from my shoulders (that I really didn’t realize was there) and it felt good. It felt right. Which is typically an indicator I’ve chosen the correct path.

And here we are. Me. You. The internet. We are here. Together.

Thank you for being a part of this with me. You’ll read all about the ups and downs of our life as a family. I foresee some posts being light and comical and some being heavy with emotion.  I do promise that all will be real, all will be genuine, and all will be mostly uncensored.

I hope I make it longer on here than I did with my journaling  I’ve already paid a year subscription, so I guess we’ll play this out for at least another 11 months together.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking time out of your busy life to read and learn about mine.


Bridget Aschoff