Hey there, I’m Sanibel. (No, not my real name.)
This isn’t my first blog. I feel I should start with that. This isn’t even a new chapter in the book. What this is to me is a whole new book and I’m so ready to start it.
This blog is about my life moving forward, not what my past held, which is plenty, but instead it is where I am going. It isn’t about letting my mistakes define me but showing how I have grown from them.
Right now I’m living the American Dream, my happily ever after. I know, that sentence even makes me gag a bit. In October 2012 I married the Husband, who will from now on just be known as that, Husband. We were married on the beach in Mexico with 10 other people who made the amazing trip. It was hands down the best day of my life. We met a little over two years ago and I still get butterflies when he walks in the door. He is the best decision I have ever followed my heart to.
Directly after our wedding we started building a house, a home for us. I currently live in the most hated apartment in the world. I can not describe enough how much I am ready to move out of this place.
I have a job in insurance that I generally hate because I don’t feel fulfilled at the end of the day. I want to do more, give more, speak more, share more and not hear someone complain about a $3 premium increase. I just don’t care.
I have a 10-year-old, Rebecca, (not her real name) that I will talk about from time to time but our situation is different. One that I wish there was a support group for because it is exhausting. Maybe one day I will share that story more here but for now I will just say she exists.
I was nervous about starting a new blog. I have nothing bad to say about my blogging experience in life, in fact it has been brilliant, but starting over is scary. I don’t want to be just another happy wife talking about her family. Let’s be honest, not everyone gives a shit. I don’t want people to roll their eyes while reading my blog thinking I burp glitter and rainbows and don’t know what a tough road is. I’m mainly here to tell you that you can make it through the tough shit. You can make it through horrible weeks, tough decisions, bad mistakes and tearful nights because the cliché is true…..it does get better.
Through My Mistakes 