Sitting out in my garden this afternoon on a beautiful Saturday with bright blue skies, I brought out a new book to enjoy reading. This book is very special to me and if you are a gardener you might want to think about picking it up on Blurb printing. I am thrilled today to share my friend and fellow blogger Kevin G. Loud’s book Seeing Green.
You ever wonder what the most touching blog posts are written about especially those that always bring back your audience for more? By having a blog and developing a number of readers over the years who have in many instances stayed in touch with me through email, Instagram, or Facebook , I have found that my platform strategy in writing is utilizing my personal life experiences. For example, I have worked over the years to deliver topics around my son Luke who has autism and the many struggles that have followed us through various experiences.
My friend from Kitsap texted me last night inquiring about my New Year festivity’s. I texted her back a photo exactly what I was doing at 8pm. I was standing in line at McDonald’s! Such excitement with my autistic son Luke, but when I look into his eyes I know exactly this moment here is where I belong.
Blogging is a vehicle that I enjoyed utilizing in the last few years. In the fringes of life and just holding on with a pen in hand, I can truly say my blog was a godsend. As the moments of my life converged into a simple exercise on thoughts put to paper, I worked toward illustrating my ordinary moments as extraordinary with eyes wide open to the vastness of those everyday experiences. That was intentional on my part. After all, most life is ordinary and only a tiny portion of is extraordinary.
The irony of my title is fascinating on several levels. It reminds me perhaps most of having a sense of control. With a head’s up on a situation that needs a thoughtful answer, I can usually work on a responsible solution. When my autistic son Luke was hospitalized , I was out-of-state and felt out of control of the circumstances. Fortunately I do not have a learned helplessness mentality. My fighting spirit keeps me positive and the idea of developing a problem-solving strategy to deal with life’s difficulties is no stranger to me.
The school hallway was packed with students. Working my way through the corridor to my next class, a boy grabbed me in my crotch. I turned my head around quickly to see the perpetrator. It was shocking to me that anyone would even consider grabbing me in that region of my body.
Me Who? The world was a different place back then. Who would care about me?
Back by popular demand-the scariest post I have ever written. I noticed my blog is blowing up with views. It always does at this time of the year due to this particular fun post I wrote four years ago while working on genealogy projects! It was a fun day. BOO!