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Walking with Friends

Honestly, this is something I should do at lunch every day.  I "accidentally" forgot my shoes last week, and I sincerely forgot my shoes this morning.  But this is not what this post is about.

In the teaching-high-school-English portion of my life, I was one of several chaperones for a trip to a national park in our city.  It was a very nature-y setting and the students loved just being able to run and roam.  Another teacher and I decided to take a walk down one particular trail, just because it looked like "fun."  In retrospect, it was not the kind of fun that actually FEELS like fun.  It's the kind of fun that you hope will be fun because it resembles an opportunity that could possibly be fun if the planets aligned properly and you were wearing the right kind of shoes.  So off we went down this trail that seemed to be fairly worn and had some signage to direct fun-seekers.

To make a long story a little shorter, it started out great.  However, when the trail n…

Friday Fun

I have decided that I am occasionally going to dig out a "blog" from my journals every now and then, and today seems like a good day to start.  I do have to mention that the idea for this came from my good friend and partner in crime, Jamie Vaughn. 

The Way of the Mother
Mothering is the proudest profession.  And the oldest, too, despite what some may say.  I have some friends who are having babies, and they are so wide-eyed and eager and well, "fresh."  I guess that's why it's "refreshing"  in a way to see them and all their young mother friends talk as they hover over their strollers.

However, at this stage of the mothering game that I (and many of my friends) are in, having teenagers and older, there are very few things that are "fresh."  I have been excited over report cards approximately 116 times, we have sung "Happy Birthday" at least 47 times, and have put out cookies and milk for Santa about 13 times, when you conside…

Givin' Up

Giving up has such a negative connotation.  I'm giving up, throwing in the towel, that's all she wrote, the fat lady has sung.  I hate giving up.  I am thankful that I have an indomitable spirit of hope.  No matter how bad things are, I firmly believe that they are going to get better -- for other people.  I was ready to throw in the towel the other day with this whole blog thing.  But let me start with the beginning of the story, rather than starting in the middle like most of us ADD adults do.

I follow a lovely writer named Mary de Muth that is a published writer with a great web site and this incredible ministry.  I saw that another esteemed person that I follow, Micheal Hyatt, had asked the Tweetdom for names of people with great social platforms.  Mary responded with a few names, and because I like to see what other people are doing with their blogs, I clickety-clicked my way on over to one.  And it was this whole website with blog, speaking calendar, store, resources pag…