It's time, everyone! Join the BlogHer.com NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) blog roll and commit to write (photograph, draw, craft poetry, whatever) every single day this month!
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Every time. Every single time. Perhaps because they're beautiful, meaningful, perfect. Or because they speak to my heart. Maybe because they draw out a deliciously aching, perfectly wistful, sweetly nostalgic feeling of longing. Or because they explode with joy and triumph and make me want to dance. Because of this, and this, and this, it's impossible for me to listen just once... I am greedy, I want more, and so I must go back for seconds.
Blogging daily is not just a test of endurance; it's also an opportunity to learn a lot about yourself: How you write, what your blog means to you, and where you should focus. We're celebrating the close of National Blog Posting Month with some inspiring quotes by bloggers who took the challenge -- you might be surprised by what they learned.
It is fascinating to me that a man would be sensitive to the plight of women in his male dominated society during the 1600′s. Johannes Vermeer was a famous Dutch painter, one of the great masters, who lived from 1632–1675 in Delft. I love many of Vermeer’s painting and have used them in articles, in my sidebar and even as a heading for one of the sites I administer. There is a story embedded in each painting, often alluding to a woman’s vulnerability in society....more
This morning, my 17-year-old son was up before 7, despite having filmed the varsity football semi final and arriving home late the night before. (Woohoo! The Cougars are heading for the state final next week!) Before I saw him, however, I saw the empty packets of Emergen-C and the kitchen shears strewn on the kitchen counter and knew something was up. Sure enough, this boy is sick.Headache, fever, and "the worst sore throat ever" are plaguing him. (This from a boy who had his tonsils removed at age 5. It must be bad.)...more
You know how some people are so desperate to make you their friend, they greet you with the obnoxious energy of an overgrown puppy - so eager to get your attention, that they practically knock you over? Yeah, that's not me....more
I remember the smell in the room the first time I saw her (after far too many years) - this stranger who was my sister. It was the smell of death and bad breath, mixed with some cleaning solvent trying to mask the obvious - a hospital's distinctive cologne. Lying in the hospital bed, the machines breathing for her, I remember the rise and fall of her chest, with each artificial breath. Tubes and tattoos her only accessories. Head bound with protective bandages, covering the reason I had just flown these 2,000 miles. It was like I had just seen my sister for the first time in my life....more
A friend of mine and I took my older two to see "Frozen" this afternoon. How refreshing, exciting, adventurous, exquisite the movie is! The animation was superb (on a side note, I absolutely loved the Mickey Mouse/Minnie Mouse short film that previewed right beforehand, with Mickey and Minnie popping on and off the movie screen) and amazing. Seeing two princesses who were strong, not merely waiting for someone to rescue them, was refreshing. The music was delightful. Loved the adventure....more