My Husband "Subvet" says that when our first son "Sonshine" was born the sun rose on our world, when our second son "Gator" was born the sun laughed and when our daughter "Sugars" was born all the flowers bloomed. That says it all.

"Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain."
Anonymous

Your mind is the garden, your
thoughts are the seeds, the harvest can either be flowers or weeds. — William
Wordsworth

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Do You Remember Me?

Waaay back in June 2007 when I started this blog I made a promise to myself.

I would not use it as a place to whine about my life. I promised that I would only talk about my life as seen from a humorous or inspiring viewpoint.

Sometimes that's been easy, Other times it's been hard.

Here lately it's been hard. Which is a part of why I really haven't written much for the ol' blog in awhile.

Now, as a part of giving the next women's retreat that I went on in January, I am to write up the story of my life. I've procrastinated this to the maximum extent. I'm scheduled to read it for my group next Tuesday!! So I finally sat down to start writing. Now I realize just why I didn't want to do this! It's a long, sad, story. There's nothing to laugh about there. Really, there isn't. I don't wanna write it or read it and I can't imagine why anyone in their right mind would want to listen to it!!

I keep thinking if I just find the right approach the humor will show through. It's GOT to be in there somewhere, right?

I can't find it. And believe me I've looked. I looked with a candle, I looked with a flashlight, I looked with a spotlight and a fine toothed comb. I tried setting it to music, I tried to make it rhyme, I tried to put it in the rhythm of a banging drum. I read it upside down and backwards and sideways too. It just doesn't make me laugh no matter WHAT I do!

So now what?

Well, the one thing that I find when I look over the story is perseverance.
Matter of fact I always have been kinda stubborn!

Therefore I shall keep on writing, till my story is told. Reliving the trail that has long since gone cold.

And when it is finished, the last line written. Then I shall laugh for sheer joy that it's done!

6 comments:

Sara said...

It sounds like a CRHP retreat....do you have those there? Good luck with your story. Maybe the Holy Spirit will inspire the humor while you're up there telling your story!

ellen b. said...

Maybe just getting it done and laying the task to rest will be good for the soul. I hope it doesn't bring you down but you can find joy in making it through...

SherryTex said...

Just write what happened, stop trying to force it to be funny. Nothing is harder than forced funny. You have a story to tell, and persistence is a worthy thing to tell about.

But I suspect, if you write it, there will be humor imbedded in it, because humor is suffering+perspective It's goldilocks armchair coaching of life, looking at it either --too close or too far or just right.

You have friends here, we'll love whatever you wish to share.

Roger said...

Just let it flow... I find that when I don't try so hard it comes a lot easier - except when I have an assignment that is way, WAY overdue... but this isn't about me. :) God does wonders when you just sit back and allow Him to do so.

Have a glorious day!

Stephanie D. said...

I admire you for going through that, no matter how unfunny things may be. It'll be a testament to why you are so determined to find the joy in everyday life now.

Mrs4444 said...

You can touch people's lives in very important ways; humor is just one of them.