Yang With a Southern Twang

What is Yang with a Southern Twang?  It’s me! Or rather my writing pseudonym. The nickname came about back in 2006 when I first started blogging.  I was newly widowed and needed an outlet to keep my sanity.  My best friend, Nadine, was my rock during that period. She helped me set up a MySpace page,and then showed me how to maneuver through this foreign world of social media.  With her help, I was all set to start writing, except I did not have a name for my blog.

I knew I wanted either “Southern” or “Hillbilly” to reflect my roots but beyond that I was clueless.  Everything I came up with (Southern Twang being my favorite) was already being used. Then someone made a comment about Nadine and I being Yin and Yang.  That night I started thinking with all I was going through, her support really was the yin to my yang.  The light in my dark.  Opposite in so many ways, but we understood each other completely.  In such a short time, we had become connected and intertwined in a way that I knew she would be my friend for life.  She was the angel God sent to save me and I wanted to honor that.  So that night I became “Yang with a Southern Twang”, or “Southern Yang” for short. My blog was born.

My days on MySpace are long gone, along with that original blog.  As all my friends migrated to Facebook, I eventually broke down and followed.  I moved all my blog entries to a new blog with a new title, but barely wrote at all.  I still felt that need to pull my jumbled thoughts out of myself, lay them out in print and somehow make sense of them, but I no longer wanted to do so publicly.  Looking back, my writing up to that point was a distraction from my pain.  I wrote about it, but not in a way that healed me.  I wrote to avoid being alone with it.  In my third year of widowhood, I knew it was time to truly face my loss.  I wrote, but I wrote for me.  Occasionally, I would go to my blog and add an entry, with every intention of beginning again, but I never did.  It never felt right.  This time, it does.

So, many years later, here I am. I moved away but despite the miles that now lay between us, Nadine is still my best friend and I am still trying to find my way.  Still getting to know this woman I am becoming.  One thing I do know for sure… life is too damned short and it is meant to be lived and experienced. We each may have our own destiny… if you are like me, you don’t know what that is… but that is no excuse to not participate.  That destiny is not going to come looking for you.  This blog is about finding mine, finding me, and experiencing life along the way.