I started this blog because I needed an outlet to vent my frustrations, hurts, anger, and sorrows about the role unexplained infertility was playing in my life (Love, Marriage, Where's the Baby Carriage?). My mother has always told me that holding emotions in was unhealthy and that writing was a good outlet. That advice has come in handy over the years. And so the blog served it's purpose. Things changed when my son came along via adoption. A new day dawned and the sun shown brighter than I had imagined it in a very long time. That journey was a new and amazing trek for Chris and I (Love, Marriage, Adopting the Baby Carriage). Believe it or not, that was almost three years ago. Next month Cam celebrates his 3rd birthday and we are once again on a waiting list to adopt. And the adventure continues.
The mental block set in a number of months ago. I would sit in front of the computer wondering what to write, coming up with nothing that felt worthy of someone else's time. I had lots to say, don't get me wrong. I could talk all day about my son, my husband, our home and family. I'm thankful for my life with them. Still, the mental block held me back. As 2012 approached I made a New Year's resolution to write more, in book and in blog form. I've been reminded time and time again that God can't bless what I don't try. The "book" idea aside, the blog was a much easier task to handle. Not one who usually reacts well to change, I found the new year refreshing. This time my blog wouldn't necessarily be for venting (though that could happen) or for sharing a new path in life (though that is sure to come up). No, this time I want to write about whatever happens to be on my mind when the writing bug bites. Admittedly this could be a little scary... but here I am.
Coming up with a new title was the first step. I found the search quite fun and feel that I came up with something unique (at least nothing else of its nature popped up in the Internet search engine). As an English Major in college, I learned the art of playing with big words to say little things. Not sure if that is quite a bragging right but at least I can put my degree to some use. For those who see the endless grammatical mistakes in what I write, let me just say that that wasn't exactly my strong suit of study. I was an English Major for the literature. How I love to read! Perhaps one day I'll write something that others will pay money for. Heck, while I'm dreaming, why not imagine a movie based on a story I created. As a dreamer at heart, I can see it happening. If I don't try, I'll never know.
So here I am. New year. New blog. New approach. I'll enjoy reading back on what I've shared over the years but I really look forward to seeing what taps through my keyboard next. Kind of exciting! A huge thank you to my Husband who encourages me all the time to keep up the writing. He's a fan and that boosts my ego to no end. Another major thank you to my Mom who reminded me time and time again to put words to paper. Theirs are major voices in my head and I dare not try to ignore such sage advice.
Finally... Lord, if there is anything creative, beautiful, or worthy in me that honors You then please help it to flow forth. I thank you for the opportunity. I know that in You all things are possible as long as I step out in faith and trust You. I love you and I thank you. Amen!
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