Beautiful Endings

Just realized that I had posted about gratitude and meant to post something everyday... but let's face it, that's what facebook is for. *sigh*

This was my last gratitude post on facebook:

i'm grateful for endings.... sometimes they are sad, sometimes they are sweet and sometimes they just provide blessed relief.

On a totally related note: I am determined to finish this novel this month! I've just signed up for NaNoFiMo, National Novel Finishing Month! Let it begin... or rather, let it end.

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It's January... well it was at any rate.

*I began writing this last month, but have been stalling finishing, because vulnerability is scary and it's sacred. I don't write this lightly, but I write it in hopes that somewhere someone else needs to hear what I have to say. Three years ago, my father died. It was January 4, 2011. On January 6, 2011, I called my husband and said, "Congratulations, we have a 400 lb.. 12 year old. He's a mess, but he's ours." And I smiled. And I cried. Because as those words came out of my mouth, the reality set in: our lives would never be the same. I was scared to death. I was having second thoughts. I was anxious about how we would actually do this. And then a peace settled back into me as God reminded me that no matter what happened next, this was the right thing to do and He was with us every step of the way. And He has been. But that doesn't mean it's been pleasant... or pretty... or calm... or happy. It's been a very...

the non-accomplishment list

Well, the deadline came and went yesterday. And no, my book is not finished. If it was, I would be shouting it from the rooftops on a megaphone attached to sub-woofers, broadcasting at sonic-boom decibels. Sigh. I have been trying not to be super depressed or down on myself the last few days as I came to realize that I wasn't going to be able to meet my goal and have my work-in-progress completed by September 17th as I had made a pact with my BWFE (best-writing-friend-ever), Becca, that I would. To pull myself out of the dumps and come a terms with how imperfect life is and how plans, even cemented ones, have a way of crumbling into microscopic dust, I have decided to make a list of all my non-accomplishments over the last six weeks and see if I can find a reason why my WIP is yet to be finished. (I must say though, I am uber close, like 2-3 chapters away from the end! I will finish within the next 2 weeks!!) My Non-Accomplishment List In the last six we...

OUTRAGED!

Every mother in America should be hacking down law-maker's doors over this one. To think that my hard earned (or rather my husband's hard earned) money is responsible for such atrocities! Not that this is the Senators's/Congressmen's fault, but they did give these people the money to fund such projects. The new PlannedParenthood site called Taking Care Down There is a monstrosity. It is evil, it is vial. They not only portray but also condone homosexual behavior, group sex, and masturbation! Who are they to teach my kids these things are acceptable? I assume they are trying to liven up the sexual education and going for a Juno-ish feel. What they achieved instead was cheap, crude and irreverent vomit. I really don't know what these people were thinking, but we, the People, must act! It's because we sit back and stay quiet that these things happen in the first place. I urge everyone to call their senator/congressman and complain. I can't call, but y...

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