I’ve been transcribing my posts from Facebook over to my website for what seems like a decade now. Actually, I started copying them over in January 2017…not that long ago really. My son-in-law and I sat for a full day in December of 2016 and created this website. Since then, every time I write a post, there’s been a link from Facebook to the website and that’s where the bulk of my writing sits. Yesterday, I crossed into March 2016 so I only have about eight months of blog posts left to copy.

There are some really good reasons I’m pushing this. With the social climate being what it is today, I want to protect my writing in case anything happens to FB. I’ve put my heart and soul into my words and it would be heartbreaking to lose a big chunk of it. And no, I don’t have it backed up other than the backup you do on FB. And that isn’t easily accessed. And, I have other projects I want to do but I’m committed to finishing this one first.

As I sit and copy/paste, I scan my posts for grammatical errors and content. Any time I go back and reread my earlier writings, I am humbled that I have come this far, that I have the life I have today, and that my heart has experienced so much healing. It’s also interesting to see myself navigating what used to be time-bombs that tore me to shreds. I suppose that is the nature of healing. You know the hole is still there…you just know how to navigate around it and keep from falling in.

That doesn’t mean revisiting is without effect. It kinda wears me out. I’ve taken more naps since I started the big push to transcribe my past. I think my mind and body just need a break from it…not every day, but certainly more often than usual. Add to that, sitting in one place for hours and Mr. FixIt having the TV on and I’m at the point where I want this done already. I have it down to a science now, though and I can get through a whole month in 2-3 days. If I keep up this pace, I could be finished in three weeks or so. That would be a great relief.

I think I’ll feel a great deal of personal satisfaction when I get the whole thing done. Maybe there will be some way of calculating how many words I have written all together. Boy, that would be something. Those of you who’ve been following me from the beginning know…I’m a talker. I’ve been writing this blog for eight years now. I started it the first week of January 2013. Every year, I ask myself if I’m done. Am I still contributing anything? I know I’ve had people say they weren’t going to follow me anymore because I seem to have lost my focus. Well, I’ll be the first to admit…my focus was on grief and death and healing from it all. When the healing started, there came the inevitable shift in my writing. 

I think what I do now is a testament to the resiliency of a broken heart. A demonstration that, no matter what comes your way, you can find strength and comfort with God at your center. A creative outlet for my myriad stories and insights and rants. Like letters from Mom. Or a nice cup of tea on a rainy afternoon…a cozy blanket and a few nice words. I like to think our time over coffee in the mornings is still of some service to you, and I’ll continue as long as God brings me words to say…and folks to read them.

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“Our Lord, we belong to you. We tell you what worries us, and you won’t let us fall.”

Psalms 55:22 CEV

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