The Truth About Me

broken glassesSo many people in my life think that they know me. It might be they believe they know my past, they know my situation, they know how I feel or what I am going through, or shoot apparently they know things about me I never knew existed. The truth is, no one really knows-me. I only figured out “me” this passed year. So, I would like to tell you the truth about me. It might be long, but please read until the end…it’ll be worth it.

My name is Candace and I will be 22 next month. I have 2 beautiful baby boys with my husband, who I have been with for 8 years. My family thinks that we got married because we got pregnant with our first, but that is just an ignorant thought. They would have known better if they actually knew me. Which is a reason I would like everyone to get a chance to get to know me.

Just this passed year I figured out who I really wanted to be (more on that later on). Before then, I wanted to be a teacher when I was in elementary school. Then, an archaeologist. Then, a paleontologist. Then, I wanted to be a meteorologist (still do) and research severe weather. The irony is that I am completely terrified of loud noises caused by the wind. Yet, hurricanes, tornadoes, and severe thunderstorms all have high winds and lots of sounds that come with them. There is just something majestically beautiful about their power and structure.me2

Since I was little, I wanted to travel. I never knew, until recently, how many beautiful places there are in the world. Shoot, I just learned that Tom and Jerry never talked in any of their cartoons. Anyway, that is why I decided to make a bucket list. I am simply choosing to live my life, free of regret. I’ve been told I can’t do it. I have been laughed at in my face saying it’s impossible with children. That is just it though. I want my children to know that anything is possible. I will always make sure my children know that I am coming back to them. I will explore the world to expand my mind and my heart. I want to bring that knowledge back to them and share my dreams and experiences. A book will never be able to teach them and me as much as the world can. I don’t want them to ever feel restricted or trapped. If people can compete in marathons with no legs then why can I not travel the world while I have children? We will always have obligations, there will always be people who are afraid to do what you dream, but only you can say “when”. So, I dream to see the world and I will.

My purpose in life, I believe, is to have a life changing effect on people. I am meant to spread help, love, companionship, and knowledge. I will change something in the world, even if it’s small. I’m here to help people. I don’t mean I’m gonna be a doctor, lawyer, dentist or the like. Heavens no. I am going to be myself. My life experiences are meant to touch someone else’s life as well.


It’s the simple things in life that make me happy. My favorite holiday is Halloween. I am not sure why, but my favorite part is the 30

days leading up to Halloween. I couldn’t care less for the actual holiday. It’s mainly the movies, Halloweentown, Hocus Pocus,

Beetlejuice, and all others that come on ABC Family. Fireworks bring a pure child like joy to my heart. When I look up in that black sky and watch explosions of color, light up the sky, it lifts my spirit. It’s a moment where I feel free of all troubles. Christmas lights make me feel similar as well. That is the only reason I like Christmas. Other than that, I hate the holidays. Family, who you never see more than those holidays, try and force you over to their house. If family is so important on Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, and even Memorial Day, then why isn’t it as important as every other day of the year? Family is always important. You don’t get to choose when it matters. Candles, once again, do the similar. Something about lights and fire glowing in the night, give me a sense of hope. It brings out the child in me. It is one of the things that make me truly happy in life. My favorite part of the day is mornings first light when the sky is full of pinks and blues, especially over the desert in Arizona. The air smells moist and fresh and there is still dew on the hood of the car. It gives you the sense of a new day ahead. I can feel it and smell it as if I were there now.


I have decided that after I finish out my Associate’s degree, I won’t be returning. I find it pointless, thanks to a certain someone who pointed it out, to spend money-that you don’t even have-on an education that you might not even use, at a job you might never even get. Rather than sinking my family into a lifetime of debt, I would rather save money and travel. Travel alone, with my husband, and as a family. I would rather hot air balloon over Turkey, watch the sunrise over the Grand Canyon, and skydive over the Swiss Alps than stress over due dates and punctuation errors.

Well, that about sums me up in a nutshell. I have realized that there is so much more that I want out of life besides just growing up, getting married, having kids, raising a family, working a job, growing old, and dying. That is all most people do. For some people that is enough, but not for me. They go with the motions. I don’t have time to go with the motions. I have decided to let go of the people who stress me out or doubt me because it’s not worth my time. I always find the silver lining in situations because I can’t waste my time being negative. As you can see, my time is important and I won’t waste a second doing something that I don’t want to do, even if someone else wants me to. So, if I do something for you, with you, then I must find it important to take the time out of my day to do so. It is a privilege to be apart of my life, to be in anyone’s life, so don’t take a second for granted.

{Pilgrim On The Run}


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