Soooo… I guess it’s finally time I give this whole blogging thing a whirl. I have wanted to for a long time, but I’ve always thought that I have never had anything important to say, and that no one will read it anyway.
Then along came Janet…
I’ll start at the beginning, I was a mere weary pre-teen when I first met Janet. She was married to the youth leader at the youth club I had just started. I don’t remember the exact moment I met her, but I remember the feeling. I remember seeing her laughing and smiling with Marc and Tom and something about her presence made me feel so safe.
Like all teenagers I was dealing with the whole, self hatred image, complicated family life, raging harmones and boy trouble drama, yet the one consistent in my life was always Janet. I knew from the get go that she was a friend, and a friend for life. Her belief in me never once wavered, through any heartbreak, any wrong decision, any mistake, any laugh, any tear shed, she was always there. She has been the whole time. Janet is someone who is so special to me, I can never ever put it into words but I would, well I would say jump infront of a bullet for her, but if I’m honest I would probably push her out the way and punch the shooter in the face 😂.
I have always been inspired by how strong and resilient she is. We have seen each other through some very tough times, and she has weathered every single storm, like damn sometimes I’ve been absolutely floored by her sheer determination and grit she has. I have always tried to be the same.
Janet saved my life one night, it’s true. I won’t go into detail right now but she did. In every sense of the word. She has always told me I should write a blog because I have some pretty interesting thoughts, I’m not sure about that, but I do feel like I need some sort of outlet for my spinning thoughts and questions and experiences sometimes so here I am. Trying to be like Janet, to blog to let go, to spit it all out and see what it turns into.
If you’re bored, well then don’t read it. If you think I’m crazy, well then you’re probably right.
I’ll write again soon…