Hello bloggy friends! Sorry I've been a little MIA, just got back from a trip to DC for the kiddo's week long speech camp. It was a great, but exhausting week, and I'm so proud of E for working so hard to learn new words and learning how to put them into phrases. Here's the kiddo after his graduation where he received a medal for all his hard work, with his speech therapist and the creator of the camp, Jodi Kumar.
Before that, I was participating in Camp NaNoWriMo. This is the summertime version of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), where you can set your own writing count goals for the month of July. I wrote a whole 5,746 words before camp. Didn't have time to write during camp and haven't hit my writing groove yet, so I don't think I'll make the minimum goal of 10,000 words, but it's all good. I knew realistically I couldn't make 10,000 words and was shooting for between 5-7,000 words. I'm 5,746 words closer than I was, and I still have a few days to go... :)
Anyway, for my writerly bloggy friends, I wanted to make sure you are informed about WriteOnCon. It's an awesome online conference for writers that'll take place August 13-14. Check it out. :)
Oh, and anyone else excited about seeing Catching Fire? The trailer is pretty awesome!!
The last couple of years, rather than making a list of New Years Resolutions I know I won’t be able to keep longer than a week or so, I instead seek God about a word, or theme He wants me to focus on for that year. The first year I did this the word He gave me was ‘intentional’. I learned more about what it meant to be an intentional wife, mother, woman of God, housewife, etc. But for the last three years in a row, when I seek God about my word for the year, it’s always the same.
‘Victory’.
Victory. Noun.1:the overcoming of an
enemy or antagonist2:achievement of mastery
or success in a struggle or endeavor against odds or difficulties -Merriam-Webster Dictionary
I'll admit I've never tried a passion fruit cupcake, but I've had the fruit before. It is purple or yellow and filled with seeds and juice that runs down your chin when you bite into it. It makes me think of us, as human beings. You see their outside shell, but you have no idea what is inside of them until you get to know them. You have no idea what their dreams are, their hurts, their struggles and triumphs, but once you get to know them, the essence of who they are spills out.
Sometimes it can be scary to share the essence of who we are. It's easier to keep our dreams to ourselves in case they never come true. It's easier to put on a mask of "all is well in my life" when really inside we're struggling.
