A blog, a blog. My Kingdom for a Blog.

      For years I contemplated starting a blog; I though, oh, I'll remember all of these stories. Friends told me to write a book; I though, oh I can do that later! I even named my one day creation, it would have been "The Impossible Girl." So I went about my life, regularly thinking to myself, "there is no other name for my book!" And then the new season of Dr. Who came out. Oh! That darn clever Dr! I suppose that I can still use it, but it feels wrong now. So maybe it's time to start that blog thing. Then, in trying to start this blog, I discovered that someone else has a blog entitled "The Impossible Girl"! Well fiddlesticks.
      So here I am, writing my first blog, and it has a name no one will get. But we'll get there.


      You're probably thinking, "Who is this person?", "Why would I want to read what she says?", and "I wonder if that chicken in my fridge is still any good?" These are all good questions, and should be addressed immediately.
      First of all, I am an artist, a nature lover, a knitter & fiber crafter, an animal trainer, a theoretical minimalist (HA!), a single parent, a "green" freak (although I HATE the word "green", I think we should call it "traditionalist"), a bargain hunter, a friend, a parent of someone with Prader-Willi Syndrome, an advocate, a fighter, and mostly just really, really tired. Secondly, who wouldn't want to read what I have to say! Ok, ok, I get that guy at the grocery store who looks at me completely horrified that someone would have so many small people that belong to them, and that she lets them talk and learn things through experience (Keep their hands off of that, please!). And maybe that girl who thinks I'm crazy for cutting my own hair, and wearing clothing that I made or got second hand. But everyone else should! Thirdly, no, that chicken probably isn't any good, you should go smell it immediately. I'll wait.      Is it bad? If it is bad, I would recommend making bean and cheese burritos for dinner. That's what we're having tonight. Because the last few weeks are pretty high on the crazy-o-meter for us. My two big kids had a super nasty strain of Strep throat, both with fevers over 103, my daughters went up to 105 and landed us in the hospital. My smaller boy smashed his fingers in his bedroom window, my mom had food poisoning, and I insanely agreed to work 24 hours this coming weekend.
      Mostly I'm a person, like you. Who has experienced life, like you. And due to some unusual circumstances, I have a unique perspective, probably like you. But maybe my perspective can show you something you hadn't seen before. Likewise, maybe YOU can read my thoughts and words, and show me a perspective I haven't stood at before. I believe perspective is all positional. It depends on your position in life. I don't mean financial or political, although those do form a part of the stone and sand we stand on. I mean have you experienced death, or real love, have you lost a child, or lived a life where nothing really bad seems to happen to you? Experience shapes us, changes us. The ebb and flow of our lives and experience turn those changes into our perspective, our view of life, and right and wrong. I want to stand on my perspective, and see if I can look past it and see into the world, see from your perspective. I want to open my heart and be changed by the people of the world, not just my piece of stone in the world. So, I will start with sharing some of my experiences, some of my long held beliefs, and maybe, just maybe, someone will read it, share theirs with me, and we will both be changed.
    Basically, welcome to my Blog.

~Mila