Hi everyone and welcome to my portfolio and blog! I can’t tell you how long I’ve been wanting to start this project, but I was always afraid that I had nothing interesting to say, or at least nothing anyone else would care about.
My friends said otherwise.
I graduated college in 2018 (we’ll talk about that experience in some later posts) and since then, I’ve been asked hundreds of times by friends and family, “why don’t you write anymore?” I have no answer for this. I tried for a while but with full time jobs that I’ve hated and the stress of finding out what I want to do with my life and how to achieve it, I just let it slip off my plate and under the table where my three crazy dogs ripped it apart and hid it under the couch.
I’m back at it again. I’m here to share my thoughts, feelings, and impromptu ramblings with you. There are a million reasons why I would like you to continue reading my blog but what I want most is for you to be able to take something away from my posts and stories. Whether it be a lesson, or a laugh, or even just an annoyed roll of your eyes, it’s something.
I can’t say my life is extremely eventful but in my journey of self-growth, semi-frequent absentmindedness, anxiety, and depression, I have revelations, rants, and general things that I want to get off my chest and share with the world (and yes, I do annoy my friends with these as well).
I’m sure you’re wanting to know more about me and why I’m here writing to you. So, without further ado.
If you haven’t already guessed, my name is Sarah Hetman. I am 24 and live in Orlando, Florida where I run around trying to keep up with my fiancé and my 3 dogs. I’m still in college, trying to turn my passions (graphic design, writing, and drawing) into reality. And I work full time testing new construction homes, making sure that the air conditioning isn’t leaking out of windows, doors, or into the attic.
What people find most interesting about me is that:
- I was born with 2 holes in my heart.
- I have asthma.
- I am actually allergic to dogs and cats.
- I am adopted.
None of these things specifically define me. They are all part of my story. My story continues to grow and morph every day and I am thankful to wake up every morning with the life that I have. That doesn’t mean that I don’t have strong opinions and complaints that I want to share but we will get to that later. Better not to bring out the hammer and coffin quite so soon, right?
This is the end of the first chapter of our story.
So, ta-ta for now!