A New Blog
During a conversation with a friend about a dilemma she was having, she asked me how I seem to have an answer for every question. She laughed. I laughed and responded that I must just know it all. š
I laughed at her question, but I get it all the time. I have since I was a kid. I donāt have a real answer as to why (imagine that) except that I question everything, and I read, constantly.
I donāt read fiction, though. I donāt have time for fiction or reading for pleasure. Sitting down with time and space to truly immerse myself in a story. Yeah, I donāt have time for that, but I do have time for blogs and articles, books I can download to my kindle or phone, a chapter here or a snippet there. Anything that Iām curious about, Iāll research until my curiosity is satisfied or Iām so deep into another rabbit hole I forget the original curiosity that got me there. I read and digest and formulate new questions and curiosities. The only belief I hold with unwavering certainty is Jesus, and even in that belief I am always learning and growing. Everything else is fluid, changeable, moldable, teachable. Iām a ālisten to everyone, follow no one in particularā kind of girl.
I was home schooled before it was cool. My dad loves history and the āother sideā of the story. He made history real and fascinating for me. Math not so much, but you know, he tried. He taught me how to dig deeper than the story the text books tell, to look for the stories of real people. I began at a very young age putting myself into different times and places, historical situations and imagining what it would have been like to be there and what side of history I most likely would have been on given my gender, race and economic status. If youāve never tried doing that, you really should. If youāre honest with yourself, it is eye opening and heart changing.
I take that same perspective into most other things in my life. Everything around us is always changing, revolving, repeating. Really, itās all a complex intertwined web of stories. I love stories. Life stories. Event stories. Bible stories. Personal stories. Professional stories. Real stories. And, I love to share my story with whoever wants to listen.
I have friends and family who like to listen to my ramblings, and they ask about my blog (from years ago) and why I stopped writing and publishing things. I keep hearing things like āyou should blog that.ā But, what I would write about today is very different from what I wrote about then, and I always wonder if anyone besides my mom would want to read it. My old blog was about autism and food allergies, but my son is old enough now to have his own voice. It took me a while to find my own again, but here I am, a curious know-it-all who loves to solve problems and tell stories.
I like to run and eat, too. So, there will be a lot of those kinds of stories here.
Thanks for stopping by, and I hope you are able to find something here to help you with your own story.
Finish Lines and Georgia Pines 