The Cave

It's true, I caved.

I decided I wanted a blog. I don't know yet if I will really tell people about it. I am not very comfortable with my writing. That is one goal of this blog- to improve my writing skills.

I would say that I am happy with my life... in a curious sort of way. I have started looking back and realized that I have had no major tramas, accidents or events occur. I am curious if I am missing something. Is my character lacking because I have not had a lot of diversity? I hear people talk about diversity. I feel that part of my life is missing. I am by no means asking for trials and hardships. I am happy without them. I think.

I am a white, middle income daughter of a mother and a father who admirably love eachother greatly. I have everything I have ever needed. I have a roof over my head and enough food to maintain my pleasently plump figure. I attend a wonderful university that is widely respected. I do my homework and I get decent grades. The thing is why. Why?!! Why me. Why am I the one that has all these blessings and resources? Why was I born into a God-fearing family. Is that why I am able to believe in God? Is it only because I was raised that way?

I know that Heavenly Father does not give us trials greater than we are able to handle. Does this mean I am weak?

If you can't tell, I tend to ramble and not connect my thoughts. But I don't care. I write how I feel and how the thoughts come to my mind. If you don't like it, don't read it..... go take your dog on a walk. You've probably been sitting in front of the computer screen too long anyway.