Purpose

I've been trying to figure out what to use this blog for and I think I've got it. There are times that Willowjak Boys just isn't the place to write about the stuff I care about: books I'm reading, favourite quotes, recipes, books recommended to me, crafty ideas, current events that do not include autism or just a place to write something creative.

I think I've found a purpose. Can't wait!

Who am I?

Most importantly, I am a Mom to the three most gorgeous, clever and inspiring boys. I am often stressed, often haggard, often over-extended. I am always apologizing, always juggling, always feeling guilty. I am a lover of books, great drama, soulful music, the simplicity of nature and awe-inspiring scenery. I am too tired to go out, but tired of staying in. Struggling to keep up, refusing to give up. Searching for knowledge and sharing information. A loyal friend with no time for shallow phoniness. I'm a people-watcher, backseat driver, pop culture junkie and gluton for punishment. I cry watching phone commercials, get goosebumps in church, laugh at people falling down and stay awake at night with my thoughts full of fear for my boys' future.



I'm just a girl who grew up too quick, who couldn't turn her back on the underdog, who had big dreams, but never knew what she wanted. Who fell in love with her best friend and still bickers with him like they were pre-teens. Who's had her heart broken but fills it everyday with sticky boy kisses. Who married young with aspirations of seeing the world when the kids flew the coop. Who is now accepting that there is more beauty in her family home than she would ever see from an airplane. Who believes that in life's most difficult moments, there is someone out there who keeps opening a new door. Still learning. Still trying to figure it out. Still hoping for better.

I'm not just a mom. I'm Stacey.