Blessed

It would come as no surprise to anyone that knows me for 30 seconds or longer that my life is totally centered around the love and care of God's creatures.  I have a house full of four legged friends, two fish that we have been lucky enough to have for at least 5 years, and against my better judgement, two hermit crabs in a ten gallon tank that I am trying my best to make their existence here as pleasurable as possible.  Sorry Peta, I know they should be in the wild.  I have always thought throughout my life that my gift, or purpose in life was to care for animals, and for the most part it is but there is one thing that I find even more gratifying and that is writing.  I love writing but gave it up in my early 20's for some reason (partying) but I am truly enjoying coming back to it.  I may not be technically the best writer out there, I surely make my share of errors, but it ignites a passion in me to be able to bear my soul, and because it comes from my heart, each piece feels to me as if I am sharing a part of myself, and I feel enriched doing so.  I love what I write not because it's perfect, not because it is exciting or even interesting to others but because it is me.  I honestly don't care if others love or hate or read my words because I am absolutely writing for myself. While it may not pay the bills it is still exhilarating for me each time I write a post and   I feel truly blessed each day I am able to do so.