Free Yourself!

Hey there friends! I thought it appropriate to change venues a bit, so here we are- relocated at a fresh new blog page! This blog intends to be all-things motivation- fitness and health, career and education, parenting, relationships, and just general uplifting type stuff, as well as my day to day stuff you guys are used to seeing. So here goes- let's begin!

Recently I got a new tattoo. Tattoos are one of those things- people seem to love them, hate them, or be indifferent. To me, I love them. I look at my body and I see so many things. I see scars that remind me of accidents and surgery, I see the many battle wounds of bearing my three children... Things that remind me of different times in my life- whether good or bad.

In choosing my newest tattoo, I wanted a beautiful piece, but I wanted it to be meaningful to me in some way. I thought about my life, and scoured the internet. I narrowed it down to a simple feather. I know what you are thinking- feathers are all the rage and pretty much the standard "girl tattoo" right now, right?! BUT, it's the words around it that make the difference.

"Free yourself." Think about that for a minute. What does that phrase bring to your mind in regard to your own life? To me, it signifies a life spent living for others. Don't get me wrong, I'm one of those people that gets so much fulfillment out of doing for others, and making them happy. The problem is somewhere along the way I always lose my voice. I lose myself. I lose my individuality.

Throughout life I've always applied a label to myself that in some way required me to put myself second. Sister, mother, wife.... I forgot about the part where I was suppose to be ME at the same time. I lost the ability to answer questions such as "what do you like to do?"

The first half of my life I was the oldest out of 5 siblings. I was always very maternal, and was more like a third parent than a sister. The second half of my life, the past 13 years, have been spent in 2 different marriages, neither of which were successful. I feel as though there was a very short window of time during which I was truly "myself" and that was about 14 years ago.

So what does that mean? It means just what the ink on my back says, it's time for me to free myself. Time to fly like the tiny birds that are inked on my shoulder. Time to discover who the adult Kimberly is, what she wants from this life. Some of those things are already starting to be answered. I want to be a psychologist, I am pretty sure developmental psychology is my intended concentration, though the window is still open for clinical psychology. I really enjoy school, especially anthropology. Oh and I'm learning to like the outdoors a little more each day!

Anyway I'll go ahead and cut this first post here. Check back for new posts!

Don't forget to smile!
~K~

Tattoo By: Jamie Green @Jamie Green Ink & Art Gallery