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Sorry I haven't been updating or commenting the way I should be. Things have been a little crazy, I guess.
Monday, September 11th was a loooong day. I got up that morning thinking about how my life had changed since that fateful day 5 years ago. I thought about all the ideas and beliefs I had held prior to that day and how those beliefs had changed. I thought about all the heroes out there fighting for our freedom and the heroes here at home saving and changing lives. I stayed away from the news coverage on Monday because I don't need a reminder of what was lost that day. I exchanged my innocence for my faith that day. I was no longer a naive little girl who thought she understood everything. Suddenly I was a woman who found her whole world shaken up but at the core was the comfort and serenity of knowing a kind and loving higher power. I came by my belief and faith in the Lord honestly. I had fought against what I knew to be true in my heart all my life. Finally, He showed me that even when I denied Him, he would always be there for ME.
On Monday, I talked with my son about what it means to be a hero. He's too young to understand or be scared about the tragedy. I held him in my lap and thought about the kind of world I'm bringing him up in and how important it is that HE know the Lord at a much earlier age than I did. When his whole world is shaken up, I want him to have his faith to hold him up.
Later that day, as I was settling into the strange combination of sadness and hope and grief and comfort, Karyn called. She had had another miscarriage. Her third in a year. She was devastated and upset and it was all I could do not to cry for her. I had her come over and I spent the rest of the day taking care of her...just being there, listening, offering bits of advice and trying to make her smile. We had a long and incredibly sad day.
I spent yesterday trying to get the household back on track. I neglected all my duties Monday for obvious reasons. I had some major cleaning to do. Things are back on schedule now. I'm thinking about doing some writing. I know that some of the big blogs and newsletters I read (mostly conservative and Christian newsletters) accept outside writing. I was thinking that would be something I would be interested in. I've got some ideas for pieces that would interest me, as a young conservative Christian mother. I think even if I couldn't get them published they would make good pieces for my personal political blog that no one but me reads :) If any of you are interested in what topics I'd like to write about, or have suggestions, feel free to leave a comment.
Monday, September 11th was a loooong day. I got up that morning thinking about how my life had changed since that fateful day 5 years ago. I thought about all the ideas and beliefs I had held prior to that day and how those beliefs had changed. I thought about all the heroes out there fighting for our freedom and the heroes here at home saving and changing lives. I stayed away from the news coverage on Monday because I don't need a reminder of what was lost that day. I exchanged my innocence for my faith that day. I was no longer a naive little girl who thought she understood everything. Suddenly I was a woman who found her whole world shaken up but at the core was the comfort and serenity of knowing a kind and loving higher power. I came by my belief and faith in the Lord honestly. I had fought against what I knew to be true in my heart all my life. Finally, He showed me that even when I denied Him, he would always be there for ME.
On Monday, I talked with my son about what it means to be a hero. He's too young to understand or be scared about the tragedy. I held him in my lap and thought about the kind of world I'm bringing him up in and how important it is that HE know the Lord at a much earlier age than I did. When his whole world is shaken up, I want him to have his faith to hold him up.
Later that day, as I was settling into the strange combination of sadness and hope and grief and comfort, Karyn called. She had had another miscarriage. Her third in a year. She was devastated and upset and it was all I could do not to cry for her. I had her come over and I spent the rest of the day taking care of her...just being there, listening, offering bits of advice and trying to make her smile. We had a long and incredibly sad day.
I spent yesterday trying to get the household back on track. I neglected all my duties Monday for obvious reasons. I had some major cleaning to do. Things are back on schedule now. I'm thinking about doing some writing. I know that some of the big blogs and newsletters I read (mostly conservative and Christian newsletters) accept outside writing. I was thinking that would be something I would be interested in. I've got some ideas for pieces that would interest me, as a young conservative Christian mother. I think even if I couldn't get them published they would make good pieces for my personal political blog that no one but me reads :) If any of you are interested in what topics I'd like to write about, or have suggestions, feel free to leave a comment.