There's a start to everything...

I have been thinking about starting one of these for a while now. I find myself, a few days a week, thinking that the adventures I face in my days are worth being written down in case someone else ever finds themselves in such a place. But, the only time I usually journal  is when I have been laying in bed for hours and need to get what is on my mind off of it. "In that sense", I don't know how long this will last for me. But maybe the thought that out there, there is another young, newly married, living at the end of the world, woman, pastor that might need to hear the stories someone else living in the same situation has to say will help me continue. So, here is my first attempt at finding a spot to share with the world what goes on in my crazy, imperfect, filled with grace, life.