I am writing a book.
It IS on my list, so I decided I should get started since it may take 2 years to finish.
I sound so conceded or like the world revolves around me or something,
but here is why I'm making it about my life.
First because I have absolutely no imagination at all.
like not any whatsoever so there is no way I would be able to write one that is imaginary and completely fictionous,
and Second, because back when I was about 16 years old I read the book Megan by Jack Weyland.
This particular book is about a girl that finds herself pregnant.
It goes back and forth between her story,
It tells of the pain and heartache that comes from infertility.
I remember when I was trying to figure out whether or not to get married or place Avery for adoption, this book came to my mind on more than once. I kept remembering this couple that was longing for a baby. I remembered the heartache that this family felt. I remembered crying for this mother as she longed for a baby.
I also remembered crying at the end of the book when Megan was going through the emotional and very difficult to place this child. I cried and I thought after I finished that book "good thing I will never have to deal with something like that. I don't know how I could ever place my child. It would be so incredibely hard."
Little did I know...I would be doing JUST that 3 years later.
So the second reason I am writing this book about my life,