8 years later...

Wow I haven't been on here in a while. It's been about 8 years. I forgot I even had this blog. So I decided I wanted to write more about my experiences as a 30 something year old woman. Yup I think the last time I posted here I was 23 years old....oh so its been 8 years. I'm about to turn 31 on June 21st. So technically it's been 6 years since my last blog post but it's been 8 years of updates that I am behind on so that's what this is.

So I guess first I will update on what has changed since I talked to you last. (you meaning no one lol). Still trying to figure life out, the only differences are my circumstances but I still feel a bit clueless in the grand scheme of things and understanding how they should work and knowing what my role is or should be in things. But anyway I guess it's safe to say 30 year old me, has a little more figured out than 23 year old me.

For one I decided I wanted to get my LCSW (clinical social work license) and become a practicing psycho therapist. So I started working toward that and worked for 4 years to obtain my clinical licensure. I am now a licensed social worker and therapist for people who struggle with OCD and Anxiety disorders. It's a suprisingly good fit for someone who has suffered from panic attacks in the past.

 Another update I got married. It was a struggle to decide if I wanted to get married for a few years but I finally made up my mind and married my husband Chris when I was 27 years old. I experienced alot of anxiety surrounding the concept of choosing 1 person to be with for the rest of my life (or till death do us part) at initially I blamed alot of that anxiety on Chris. Coming from a family of divorce Marriage never seemed like a happily ever after and I was terrified of a relationship ending in shambles and the consequences it could have on me and possible children. Thankfully I learned my marriage does not totally depend on me or my efforts, or my ability to love Chris perfectly (or inability really) and that really in fact it's mostly about God's grace (I will touch more on this later as it's a story for another time).

Chris and I have almost been married for 4 years now. It's crazy to think about that. I think the last time I posted we had just started dating or something. Chris and I have been home owners for the last year now (at the end of June). We were trained and certified as foster parents as of Feburary 2020 of this year (so its been 4 months). The world went into quarentine due to deadly virus called Covid19. Covid caused a pandemic and we have been quarentined in our homes as of March 16th. The day I was sent home from the office to work from home we also had our first foster placement arrive. I can't pubically post her name or any personal info about her. I will use her nick name when referring to her, we called her Coco. I can't post or write any personal details or anything about her story or why she was in care as its confidential and not my story to tell so I will never do that. I can talk some about our experience as foster parents though.

Another bleak moment in history George Floyd was an African American man killed by a white police officer kneeling on his neck suffocating him. This happened a little over a week ago and there have been protests turned into riots all over the country. This news sickens me and I can't help but weep for this man and African American people all over the country and world. Even 240 years after slavery was abolished, racism is still alive and well.

Ohh some good news though since I wrote last I have gained 1 baby brother Grant (he is 7 years old), 2 neieces Vienna 8 years old, Nadia 7 years old, and 2 nephews Keaton is 5.5 and Kyon 3.5 years old. Sooo in that respect Life is very grand! Yesterday I spent the day horse back riding with my niece and nephews and my little nephew Kyon was very cuddly at the end of the day. I absolutely love being an aunt. So that was just a quick update on life as it is right now. Chris and I are taking some time to recover from our first foster placement before taking anymore kiddos. So in another blog post I am going to talk about Chris and mine's foster journey so far. Thanks for allowing the quick updates and for reading (my imaginary readers lol).

Love honestly,
Samone Oliveros-Williams

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