I dreaded my sophomore year of high school. That was the year that all students in my grade would be taught by Mr. E. He was notorious for being tough. That was the year that we would study “The Odyssey”, “The Book of Job” and other writing that I still consider extremely taxing. Writing had never been my strong subject. This year not just re-iterated my lack of skill, it drove it home. With a flag. That said “you suck at writing”. And so I essentially opted out of all writing possible. I went to a university with no core curriculum, so I opted to take zero. Yes NO English or writing classes. Yes, my history, science, and education courses required some writing, but I wasn’t really “writing”. To really “write” I would have to be enrolled in an English class. Writing terrified me because I felt branded in tenth grade.
I have read a lot of books in 2015 written by bloggers that actually published their mini-memoirs. As I was driving 2.5 hours home from our adoptive family camp out, I realized that I have mini-memoirs. Not many. And most are in the first year of this blogging experiment. But writing my story and my thoughts are why I started this blog. I began blogging for me. It was a wonderful place to put into writing what I was thinking and feeling. It still is. I love looking back on my “creations” and feeling proud that I wrote something that someone may read. Even if it is just my family (Hi fam!). When I post about speech pathology, I organize my own thoughts. I am inspired to try something new and then write about it. My creative juices started flowing for possibly the first time in my life on the day that I started blogging.
Am I a writer now? Maybe. And maybe it doesn’t matter. I am not doing this for a grade. I am doing it because it makes me vulnerable, gives me a voice, and helps me to share.
Brene Bronte states in her introduction to (affiliate link) “Daring Greatly“: Rather than sitting on the sidelines and hurling judgment and advice, we must dare to show up and let ourselves be seen. This is vulnerability. This is daring greatly.
Being vulnerable means that I am going to take risks and show more of myself. I’m going to actually post my picture, in spite of being much older and wrinklier than my blogging friends. I’m going to take an occasional opinion, instead of always sitting on the side. I’m going to tell you some of my struggles, instead of pretending that I actually have super powers. And maybe, just possibly, I’ll get a few people to comment on my posts and engage in some real relationships.
So here they are… my thoughts on blogging. I plan to discipline myself to blog about my thoughts on various topics throughout the year. These are not terribly organized. They may contain typos and grammatical errors, which I will (after hanging my head in embarrassment) correct at some point. Or not. I will post them when I fell led and I hope one day my children will read them and know their mother a little better.
*Books I have read this year by author/bloggers (amazon affiliate links)
- Cold Tangerines by Shauna Niequist
- Happier at Home by Gretchen Rubin
- Better than Before by Gretchen Rubin (HIGHLY recommend)
- Notes from a Blue Bike by Tsh Oxenreider
- Bread and Wine by Shauna Niequist
- Carry On, Warrior by Glennon Doyle Melton (HIGHLY recommend)
- A Year of Biblical Womanhood by Rachel Held Evans (HIGHLY recommend)
- Searching for Sunday by Rachel Held Evans
- Interrupted by Jen Hatmaker
If you’ve made it this far, THANK YOU!! As a treat, here is a FREE “Parent planning form for the IEP”. When a parent does take the time to fill this out before the IEP, it makes the process so much smoother. The parents feel more like a part of the team, rather than observers. Click on the picture to get the dropbox link to your freebie!.