"And the day came when the risk it took to remain tightly closed in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to BLOOM…This is the Element of Freedom"

-Alicia Keys

24 April 2009

It's Okay

So, I am discovering that I think of a million things to blog about, or to take photos of things that I would post on here, but I rarely write any entries. Sometimes I feel bad that I don't write very often, but I am getting better about not getting down on myself for it. I told myself that I would write more often. period. But I have a difficult time with that in general. I have a very difficult time writing to people, writing in my journal, writing things down, writing to do lists, writing on calendars, in day planners, thank you notes, cards...hmmmm....the more I write this, the more I realize that I have difficulties in more areas than I thought! It makes me feel bad because people think that I am rude or unappreciative when I don't send out a thank you note when they really do need to know that I appreciated their kindness or thoughtfulness. And I'm stubborn. I want to do the Old School Way and hand write a lovely note, expressing my gratitude, not via email. So I put it off until a Monday night, which I have deemed my "Correspondence Night." Every Monday, I know that I am supposed to write thank you notes or a card to someone that I have been meaning to write to for months. No one has imposed this night on me, it is merely my attempt to stay on a personal schedule to help make life a little more organized and happy for my family. So, every Monday (and I mean every Monday), I think to myself, "tonight I am going to write some thank you notes." Easy right? Noooo, not for me. I don't have a list of who I am going to write to or who I need to write to, so without the planning, it is a psychological challenge. A challenge that I just can't seem to figure out. It is something that I enjoy doing, I like to write, I like writing with my pens and I love to buy cards and I really love good stationary. Most of all, I like writing the recipient's name & address on the envelope. I love to buy good stamps (something that I just recently started to enjoy after I bought these). So why is it so hard for me to sit down to do? That is the eternal question of someone with ADD. (I will have to post on that someday. That will be a series of posts someday. Seriously). Why is it so hard to do what I know that I have to do, want to do, know that I could do and be totally awesome at, do what is sometimes hard to do, do something relatively uncomplicated?

10 April 2009


Thank you, Jesus. Thank you for your sacrifice.
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