Working through the theme

As I begin to put pen to paper (or letters to a screen), I am struggling with working from the theme to the chapters, essentially the outline.
I am using this blog to help me sort through the ideas and chaos that clog my brain, in an effort to begin the organizational process that will hopefully conceive this book.

Everyone has fallen victim to circumstances…you have no control over who you were born to or where, your initial socioeconomic status, the color of your skin-hair-eyes. Whether you were born into a life of privilege or neglect, you were born and that’s when your life began…how much control do you have from that point? Some will say your life is built from decisions, as I look back on my life I believe your life has a pre-determined direction and while I may have made the same decisions you have…we experienced very different outcomes-results.

Life isn’t fair? Damn right it’s not, and because of that, my goal is to show people just how different their life could be by comparing events and situations MANY of us can relate to. Perhaps you have judged people for their mistakes, poked fun at someone for their appearance, or less fortune. I want to share stories, mine-yours-your neighbor, in an effort to cause reflection and compassion. Are we all really that different? I don’t think so. I feel blessed. I feel guilty. I feel confused. These emotions have cursed me my entire life. I find myself bearing the burden of others around me constantly, all of which is self-imposed.

As a little girl I played with Barbies. I gave these dolls a "life," with a house, a husband and a car. I had them go to the mall, kiss, fight and make-up. At an early age I began to wonder, am I someones Barbie? Is there someone- something that knows every move I am going to make, every decision I am faced with, the directions my life will take?

I did not grow-up in a particularly religious atmosphere. We were able to make our own religious decisions without much influence from my parents. I attended church with the neighbors, and an occasional friend, but never really understood the conformity of "social" religion. My beliefs are my own, and I believe myself to be a deeply spiritual person. Which creates even more confusion and determination to further explore the theme of this book.

For anyone who reads these blogs, bear with me...I am working through the details.