The Bio That Would Not Fit

Greetings!

I was born on May 23, 1964 and given the name Kelly Ann Christman. I have experienced much in my life thus far ranging from the mundane to the thrilling, the depressing to the joyous, defeating to succeeding. I was a daughter first, but no more. My parents are both deceased. I became a sister and still am. I’ve been a friend to many and remain a friend to some. I’ve been a wife three times and an ex-wife just as many. I am currently a mother, aunt, cousin, grandmother, great-aunt, employee and co-worker. A girlfriend or a wife I am not. These are the labels our society gives to certain relationships. They are what they are, but who am I? I am a creator.

I enjoy making things in this physical world but first in my imagination. I fancy myself an artist, craftsman and writer, but that is not how I make my living. I currently make my living as a legal assistant and receptionist for a coastal small town law firm, but before that I made my living in a call center for a city utility department and before that a utility billing specialist for a small town, the same small town I have come back to. I could keep going back to when I first entered the workforce but that information does not tell you about me, just how I have made my living. I would like to say, “to know me is to love me”, but that may or may not be true for you.

I have made my living in customer service for my entire adult life yet I thrive in my alone time. I write in my journal daily and craft often. I dabble in a variety of art forms but have mastered none. I am in the process of awakening. It is a lifelong journey. I choose my own perception of this journey. Happiness is a choice I make day-to-day and sometimes minute-to-minute. I am brand new to this site. It is all so new and fresh. I've blogged in the past with gusto to appease my 2-3 followers but the last few years I have confined my thoughts to my journals. Inspiration to expand and step out of my comfort zone struck me today so here I am.

I wrote what I thought to be a creative bio for my page but it did not fit in the space provided by this site. How does anyone describe themselves in so few words? I am a creator. I expanded to write a piece but there were not enough words and my piece could not be published. I needed at least 600 words but my piece only had a little over 300 words. I decided to put it aside for a week. That’s what I do when I feel stuck or pigeonholed.

I read through the community rules again and realized that I had seen the 600-word requirement but had failed to see how many words my piece contained before hitting that publish button. I was so happy to push that button with all my heart and inspiration. There was a waiting period before acceptance while the moderators reviewed. I got the e-mail stating my piece did not get approved. I had lost my inspiration at that point. During this revision (which is sprinkled into the original text), I have only half-hearted inspiration working for me. It is a rainy Sunday morning and Valentine’s Day to boot! I wrote in my journal, “what else would a writer do but write”, as I began editing this piece.

What began as a short bio for my page has turned into a bit more, an interview of sorts, an interview of me. Now that I have my 600 words this piece still feels incomplete. I have not written much about my family, my job, my art or my feelings. This “interview” is obviously not in depth, but how can it be? Knowing myself is part of this journey and the journey never ends but this piece must eventually end like all pieces do. This piece is part of the whole. I have more art to create and more pieces to write. I strive to know me and to love me more each day but in this “now” moment I love me the most. This “now” is all I have and this expression of self brings me joy whether accepted or not. I will not worry about that because it is not in this “now”.

My journey includes the inspired expression of self, in words and in art. I am the only one who I should desire to satisfy. If even one other soul finds comfort or peace, well even better…

Resubmitting for review!

To be continued...my never-ending journey.