My name is Maria. I’m twenty three years old which I’ve recently realized is old as dirt. I have two daughters that my sweetly monotonous life revolves around. Bella is my oldest, she turned four last month. Goobie is my baby, she’s two.
I’m married and I have been with J. for almost five years now. I stay at home and revel in monotonous domesticity while he works managing a grocery store not far from home. We have a comfortable life, built upon a dangerously unstable relationship, and have the potential to be so much more and so much better than we are.
I was born in Compton, California to a 19 year old black girl from South Central Los Angeles and an undocumented Mexican immigrant father. I was raised by my maternal grandparents in between North Carolina and New York. I left home at 17 years old and decided to try my hand at self sufficiency, which I did nicely by means legal but unmentionable according to my grandmother.
I’m a high school drop out that fell back in after years those years of ignorant independence. I’m an inactive [insert name of certain high IQ society]. I love to write. I write to live. I’ve freelanced for a few online and print publications, mainly commissioned parenthood pieces. I plan on completing a college degree but I still haven’t decided in what.
I smile so much that no one ever suspects that I’m a perpetually unhappy person. I laugh freely but rarely genuinely and I have to consciously ensure that pessimism doesn’t consume me. I have been told that I think too much and that I think too quickly. I’m unwittingly humorous and easily trusting. I’m compassionate and generous. I’m a realist and a daydreamer. I hope that you learn to at least appreciate what it is I’m best at, and that’s ruminating ingenuously, without fail and to a fault.
Although I haven’t decided exactly what this blog will consist of, I’m sure it will be a variation of ranting, confessing, fictional exploits and opinionated diction. Hopefully it won’t become monotonous as well. We shall see…
-Maria
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you, my dear,need to go and get yourself a degree in writing! you are a beautiful and eloquent writer and it should NOT be wasted! you sound wiser than your 23 years…i’m an exceptionally immature 38 year old so, i should know ;) i hope that, one day, your laughter holds truth to it…that made me sad.
you sound like a beautiful person…truly…and, i hope that life proves it to you!
take care of yourself…
xo
Phew. I agree with suchsimplepleasures – you’re a beautiful writer. If I were not so lazy, I would have actually looked up a couple words or three ;) Thanks for stopping for a visit & commenting. Do document your girls’ birthstories – it’s so cool! I’d love to read them… I LOVE birth stories. ciao
I can’t wait to read what you have to say!
You are indeed wise beyond your 23 years!
Happy New Year to you and your adorable family.
I love this already. I can’t wait to hear more about how you grew up and who influenced that sharp brain of yours.
Now I’m going to be straight with you: if you ever say 23 is old again, I will be forced to hunt you down. Just let that one go, missy!!
Please keep writing. I dig you, already.
Maria, you have a great start and I like your style. I will come again.
Onedia
@suchsimplepleasures:
Thank you Melissa: I have considered it, and I’m sure that I will look into it, but the over-analytical side of me feels that it wouldn’t be financially the best option. I really do want to though!
And thank you, from what I know of you, you seem amazing as well.
@ Jill – I’m old!! In spirit and soul. Maybe that’s why I’m so depressed over being 23. :D
@ Deb:
Okay – never again.
Maybe I should have said that it’s old for someone who feels as if they can’t look back and say they’ve accomplished anything substantial.
That’s more what I meant. :)
@Kelly-
And I, you.
@ oneida-
Thank you, I look forward to it. :)
I’m impressed that after such a short time you have so much blog content and quite a following to boot. Nice work.
I’d never read your backstory before.
What an interesting life you’ve lead, but you’re writing is unparalleled.
You never fail to wow me.
Careful, Immortal…your brilliance is showing.
But then again…takes one to know one.
I am honored to read you.
LK