My Work Has Begun

Work in progress. This is what I have decided to call my blog, basically because that is what I am. That picture of me was taken when I was 5 months old. It's probably when my work in this thing called life began. I didn't do much back then except eat, sleep, shit, and cry; but regardless of what I did, I was being. At 47 years- young, I'm still working on me; not because I think I need it, but because I feel there's always room for improvement and I deserve to be the best me I can be, only better. Throughout life so far there have been a lot of ups and downs, a lot of good shit, a lot of bad shit, but I'm always...still...here. That may sound a little bit like I'm not happy, and maybe I wasn't once, but I've come to terms that I do have a choice. If life were a prison, then it's up to me to do my time in a good way, or to do my time in a bad way. I choose good. This is actually my second shot at having a blog. The first time I tried, I had this big dedication to my sister-in-law Wanda Santiago. I still think she's a wonderful woman. I look up to her everyday and I am amazed at the battles that she has fought and won. This is still true, but in my original blog, I realized I was not talking about myself, but about anyone else I could think of and I think it's time to make things about me. To Wanda, I love you. You are an inspiration and I feel that reading your blog and knowing you has only made me a better human being. Long and wonderful lives to you and yours. As I continue with my blogging, I will choose to "showcase" someone who has somehow touched my life or inspired me in some way shape or form. I will thank them and I will always love them, but I won't let my life revolve around them. I will simply accept them into my universe as a piece of a big, wonderful, "work in progress" canvas.