I have now been blogging for one year.
My first blog was published on March 10 (Regular Day), but it took my until the twenty-third to really get going, on a more daily basis.
I have shared my life, in writing, with whoever wished to read (to listen) … thanks mom 😉 . I always feel as though I AM writing what my mom will read, and it haunts me a bit. I need to be careful about how much I tell about her (Re-boiled Tea), and about my memories of my growing up years. I fear that if I go too far, I will get a nasty “now Carole” email or phone call! So, I have to watch what I say! She does need to realize, though, that with the (what she might perceive as) bad, also comes the good (Pussy Willows).
I have shared my loves as well. It is funny to me that the first of ‘My Loves’ that I shared was my beast. In no way does the order that I shared them indicate their place in my heart (although … some days … 😉 … ). My Loves are all located at the top right of this page, if you want to check them out. They are the nearest and dearest to me, and to my heart.
Hubby and I have had numerous (five) pregnancy losses, and those I have shared (Treasures in Heaven), (Entertaining an Angel) with the hope that my sharing of them gives support to others going through something similar, and gives knowledge and understanding to those who have not (The Club you don’t want to Join).
I have shared about the most frightening night of my life (Do You Love Me?), the evil thoughts I have (Evil Thoughts), and the people I admire most (Moms that I Admire).
I have shared a series about women (What Women Want), and (due to the insistence of my daughter), a continuing story that is fiction (Unfading ), as well as many, many, many about truth (Hanging On), (It Wasn’t the Nails).
I have also shared how poor I really am at grammar (as if you hadn’t figured that out in pretty much any paragraph preceding this one) (Oh, I ain’t no Good at Grammar ALOT).
Mainly though, I write this blog for me. One year later I know that it has been my place of therapy and theology, and the sublime to the ridiculous. It is here, sitting at my keyboard that I can pursue my passion (Passion), and that this one place in the word, is all mine. And it is here that I sit, and feel God working on me, and He’s not done yet.
“I believe God made me for a purpose …
and when I run
(write, dance, sing, teach, preach, build, etc., etc., etc.,)
I feel His pleasure.”
Eric Liddell
itsawonderfilledlife 
Thanks for a year of gifts….God watch over your going out and your coming home.
Thanks, Brother James, for your kind words and well wishes. One of the delights for me has been YOUR blog … your words are like poetry to my ears. I posted a link to your site a week ago (on Facebook), and I hope it gives others the privilege of reading your thoughts. Carole
Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts, memories and feelings with all of us. I have learned a lot qabout my colleague, about myself and about my Lord through your blogs. I envy you your ability to put “pen to paper” so to speak. I am still struggling with connecting the thoughts I have with writing. So often they occur at disparraging times that make it difficult to write as the thoughts come. I understand now how technology can help and it makes me think I may have to invest in one of those wonderful phones you carry around with you. (Although I may be one of the first to shake my head and tsk at you for using technology at “inappropriate” times), lol!! Nevertheless, thanks once again.
Oh Winnie, I have learned so much about myself doing this. It has been the best therapy I never paid for! I went to a writers workshop years ago, and the person speaking said, “Just write. Write all the time. Jot down thoughts on your hand, on slips of paper, on a notebook that is always with you (or, for me, send myself an email).” So, that is what I do. Most of the time my thoughts are one line, and when I get in front of my computer, I start a new blog post with the thought I had written down. Presently I have 13 blog posts started, and, when inspiration hits, I will complete them. Winnie, just write! Carole