Almost Through
As our Write 31 Day Challenge comes to a close, we’re reminded, too, that the year is almost through!
Where, oh where, has the time gone?
In September, many agonized over what topic they could possibly talk about for 31 days straight. Others opted to take the easy route with prompt words, just as we did here. While the words made you think, you still had the hard task of getting those thoughts out of your head and into a post that made sense and sounded decent before hitting the “publish” button. A great many others were super excited to participate in this for the very first time. Our “first” was last year, and while it seems like a lot of pressure, it is worth it! You’ve accepted the challenge, and as you fulfill the task, you feel a sense of accomplishment when you’re written every single day for those 31 days! For me, I’ll admit that this year I had help! I am thankful and very much appreciative for the help Greg has provided in writing when I was out of town several weekends. He carried the blog, and my heart is grateful. I did not want the vision and desire to die off when I did not have the ability to type my heart out … so he did, instead!
For all of you that completed the challenge, congratulations!! YOU DID IT!! And for those that fell off early on or maybe even late in the game, you gave it a shot, and you can try again next year if you desire. The point in the whole thing is to get your creative juices flowing so that you’ll share your story, your heart, and your soul with the world. What you have to say MATTERS! Your story needs to be shared because some one out there needs to hear it. They need your light, your love, and the hope that you’re offering through your words.
SHARE IT!
Long after these 31 days of October have come and gone, continue to share your story. Continue to write. You are leaving a mark on those in your path and in the world around you. Yes, you CAN make a difference by what you write, and you ARE an encouragement to others struggling … your light helps to fill the darkness they may be feeling inside.
Share …
And share some more!
You have so much to offer!
Bacon
I have never understood men’s fascination with bacon. Where I live it is an obsession with some. So much so, that we have a bacon fest each year. Restaurants gather and make some of the most, in my opinion, obnoxious combinations of foods with bacon. Who would want to ruin chocolate mixing it with bacon?
We all have family members that embarrass us from time to time. I have a family member that makes it his life calling to be embarrassing in public. This past mother’s day, I took my aunt, my cousin (her son) and his girlfriend for a nice Sunday brunch buffet/cruise on a local paddle wheel riverboat. There is a massive crowd that day and it takes us an hour just to get our tickets and on the boat. My cousin is in one of his “moods.” We sit down and he proclaims loudly. “I am not hungry!” He sits at the table watching the three of us eat grumbling and mumbling under his breath about this thing or that.
As the buffet winds down and most of the guest head out to the deck, the kitchen crew comes to clear off the buffet table. In steps my cousin. He walks up to the serving table as the servers are begging to put away the remains of the buffet and blurts out, “Gimme that bacon!”, and proceeds to fill a plate with bacon. He piles it at least six inches high. There has to be a good pound or two of bacon on his plate; nothing else. He comes back to the table and sits down to “munch.” The waiters begin to remove the plates from the table. There is alarmed look in my cousin’s eyes. Someone is going to take his bacon. There will be none of that! He loudly blurts out, “Don’t touch my bacon! Don’t anyone dare touch my bacon! It’s my bacon!” By now the entire ship knows it is his bacon.
Me? I just want to crawl into a hole and hide.
By The Sea
This afternoon we will rush off to our favorite place; by the sea.
Laughter will fill the salty air as we stroll along the beach hand in hand.
As the waves crash in and lap at the shore, all of our cares and worries will fade away. It is as if the rushing water comes toward us allowing us to release our burdens. The sea foams, and our troubles are carried out into the ocean, calming and soothing our souls.
This time our four legged companions will accompany us on this journey. We will gallop and play along the sandy shores with our magnificent horses. My daughter will ride her black, brown, and white spotted Pinto pony as she smiles deep within her soul as she asks, “Can we do it again?” And then we’ll gallop some more down the beach, inching our way toward the water.
We’ll take pictures … lots of pictures … and savor every single minute we are together.
With Halloween upon us, we’ll take pictures of the pirates by the sea; my husband and me. My daughter will twirl around as Mal from Descendents with her bold purple hair and evil laughter as she skips down the beach.
Daylight savings time will be upon us Sunday. We are not ready to lose an hour here on the East Coast. That will mean darker days, less evening rides at home, and soon, the cold Winter winds will blow. We will try hard not to think of that during our time by the sea. This last weekend, we will enjoy the sandy shores until the sun is swallowed by the sea and the moon emerges to light up the night sky.
We will make more memories by the sea.
