This week I’m featured in Bloom, the book club at (in)courage. Look for several posts from me this week, mostly related to stuff I don’t talk about much. Like, my depression. Or Napoleon Dynamite. Or my favorite color.
From today’s post:
“My husband, Kyle, said, “Why don’t you start a blog? You like to write.” Now, I was already blogging, but it was a small, family update-type blog — one mostly for the grandparents to get updates about the kids. Nothing remarkable.
I shrugged my shoulders and moved on mentally to something else. To me, exercising my creativity felt like another bandaid for a war wound. It might make me feel a tiny bit better, but it wouldn’t go far with long-term healing.
Fast forward about five months. We had been back in the Middle East for awhile, and I was doing better. My second child, Reed, was newly born, and we were finding our groove with cross-cultural life. But I still had an itch to create, and one afternoon, I remembered Kyle’s off-handed comment.
I bought the domain name SimpleMom.net with no plan whatsoever, and life really hasn’t been the same since.”
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