"One day at a time--this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering." - unknown

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Introduction

So apparently I started my blogger account while ago, but never wrote anything. I've decided to start writing a bit today.
I guess the best way to go about things is to introduce myself.

My name is Jena. I am 23 years old, living out in beautiful Colorado. I was born in Malaysia and have lived all over the world. I moved to the states when I was roughly 2 years old. I have lived an interesting life filled with twist and turns. I don't even really know where to begin.

I moved out of my parents house when I was 17. I was in a 4 year relationship, engaged and all, but that life I dreamed fell through. The man I was with at that time, is now married and has a beautiful daughter. I don't regret the life I spent with him, for it has made me the women I am today.

I've never really got along with my parents, hints why I moved out at 17. (Things are better now though since I've moved back to Colorado. I spend a lot of time with my mother and father and love them dearly. I am thankful to have my family back in my life)

When the relationship ended I was 20 years old. I spent the next year trying to find myself. I must admit I spent most my time, drinking and partying though. During that time frame, it's mostly a blur. The one person who stayed with me and kept me strong, is my best friend Greg. He was my anchor. (I've known Greg since Middle School.)


I met my current boyfriend when I was 21 years old at my previous job. He was my supervisor. We have been together for 2 years now. We live in a small studio but hopefully we'll be moving out the end of July. We have a beautiful kitty cat named Adiva.

A little bit more about myself. I have an older brother, who just recently joined the military. He is my role model, my hero. He always believed in me and never gave up.
My father passed away July 4th 1994. I really don't talk much about that though. So over time you well realize I never refer to my Step Dad as Step Dad I just call him Dad. It confuses people at time.
There's so much about the past, but I really don't want to start there. But start here, today. My new life I've created for myself. It has been a struggle to get where I am now, but I am here.



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