I'm just learning this new technology, you know, the world of internet blogs and such. So, please be patient with me as I explore this experience and share with you my world as seen through my eyes, my ears and my heart.
As you may have seen in my profile I was born and raised in Kentucky and have lived here all my life. I'm the youngest of 9 children. I use to hate when people would call me the baby of the family but now in my 40's it's kinda growing on me. I moved away from home when I was 23 (yeah, late bloomer) setting out to change my life and the world. The funny thing is my travels didn't take me far. Although I no longer live in the area in which I grew up I have settled a couple hundred miles away. Most of my family still lives in the area in which we were raised creating a life of familiarity and connections in a place they call home. Strange as it may seem, when I too look back to find that place of connection and comfort of the known, at times anyway it is as though it is a foreign land and one in which I no longer have a place.
Anyway, after moving away I took a job in shipping at a manufactoring facility and have somehow worked my way up to supervisor of the machine shop, not quite sure how I managed that one but almost 20 years have gone by and I'm still here.
A friend suggested that I start this blog, don't know what the hell she was thinking, after all I can't say I have anything to offer. However, after some poking and prodding here I am. I can't give you any great insight into this world, nor will I WOW you with my charm and intellect for the truth of the matter is I'm still trying to figure this out myself...life that is...as I walk this path alone.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
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Your friend knew you had much more to offer than you give yourself credit for. At my age I've figured out that I'm probably never going to figure life out, it's an endless process.
ReplyDeleteI didn't move far away but it's enough distance that it feels strange to me when I go there. It's been a year since I've seen the homeplace and it didn't look anything like the place we grew up.Most of the people I see driving through town are people I don't know.
First entry and a great job I must say...that friend of yours? Yep I do believe she must be a wise one...you are a great writer. Those strange feelings when going back "home" I can relate, I don't go back home as often as I should and when I do...it does seem somewhat strange...but living a couple hundred miles a way I'm sure it really does for you but one thing is for sure when family is together it is a comfort whether you are two miles away or 200 miles..there is nothing like family...
ReplyDeleteStopping by to give you a little lovin' and huggin'! You need to start sharing your wisdom in your blog again.
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