A gift came to me today. It wasn't in a package or an envelope. But it was certainly tangible. Concrete. This was my last day of temping (hopefully for a while). I was sent to the wrong placement but no one cared to fix it so I got to sit there all day and consequently, because I wasn't going to twiddle my thumbs, I got paid to write. It wasn't my mistake so I readily took the gift and absorbed the experience. I'm learning simply to be where I am. To glean from each day everything it's meant to be. And not to force things that shouldn't happen into being. A richer existence I find that way. It's much easier to create from that sort of being. Hopefully as this line of learning continues the creative juice will become sweeter.
When I got out of bed this morning I knew today was going to be unique. And that another one like it would be a long time in coming. My day ended on these words from trusted lips: "Allow God to surprise you."
I expect He will.
Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.
My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.
Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"
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