Ah, Kindergarten. It feels like such a huge step wrought with roller-coaster emotions -- happy, sad,
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anxiety,
excitement, all rolled into one. I wish I could write a note to myself at this moment last
year, standing on what felt like a precipice, wondering how it would go,
what it would look like, wondering about how my independent,
adventure-loving daughter would fare.
Because
my husband and I have decided to send our children to a public school,
there are a few things I would do differently, and I few things I
stumbled into quite by accident that I am so glad I did. For those of
you standing on the verge of this grand adventure, here the things I
wish I had known as I fought back tears while waving to my precious
daughter as she rode away on that first morning's bus.
This week I had the honor of guest posting for my friend Sybil at She Lives Free for Make a Difference Monday about a Sole Hope Shoe Making Party I hosted last week! Here's what I shared:
I first heard about Sole Hope when I read a blog post written by Logan Wolfram chronicling her experience while on a missions trip to Africa with the organization. The pictures of her holding children as they cried out in pain while jiggers were being removed from their little feet was enough to make me search a little farther to see what Sole Hope was all about.
I first heard about Sole Hope when I read a blog post written by Logan Wolfram chronicling her experience while on a missions trip to Africa with the organization. The pictures of her holding children as they cried out in pain while jiggers were being removed from their little feet was enough to make me search a little farther to see what Sole Hope was all about.
What I found was an organization that started because Dru and Asher Collie saw a need and decided to fill it. Jiggers (a parasite that burrows into your feet and lays eggs) causes infection, pain, and -- if left untreated -- can leave people susceptible to other diseases such as tetanus and gangrene.
But there is a simple solution to the problem: Shoes.
While many of us don’t give a second thought to the shoes we put on each day, in Uganda, shoes are a luxury and many of the children Sole Hope helps have never owned a single pair of shoes.
So how can we help?
So how can we help?
To read the rest of this post, stop over at She Lives Free!
When Kristin, Julie, and I started blogging two years ago, I never thought about how it was going to change our writing and, really, our lives. We were in the throes of finishing our first book and thought adding a blog would help us hone our writing skills as well as let others know we were actually writers! (Kristin is really the only true literary among us.)
We did not realize that starting this blog would create and develop some amazing relationships with other women, forging friendships that were not only appreciated, but found to be oh, so necessary.
We've met women online and in real life who are making a difference, sharing honestly and courageously, joining forces with others, and just overall making the world a better place.
This past week I was "tagged" by my blogging bestie friend Sybil from She Lives Free for a blog hop on writing and my writing process, so here goes:
Why do I write what I write?
Our BTG writers meeting this past week! |
Oh my. This is a loaded question. The first reason I write
is to be honest about who I am and were I am. In all truthfulness, I find
healing for myself through writing. Telling my own story allows for openness
with those around me. It has been so encouraging to hear other people respond
to our posts, understanding where we are, and realizing we’re all in this
together! Life is not meant to be lived alone and sharing stories is one of the
best ways I’ve found to join with others!
The other reason I like to write is to remember: what has
happened, where I’ve been, and what God has done. I’ve realized just how
important story is and passing them on to my family and children is vital to
who we are now. It’s what knits us together across time and distance, bringing
us close, when we remember our story. To me, remembering is priceless.
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