Has God ever slapped you hard in the face and snapped you out of some sort of dismal fog that you've been in and not aware of for quite some time? No? Me neither-HA! Just kidding. He's done it to me several times in my life and most recently this past weekend. It felt like one of those great dramatic movie scenes where the character is stark raving mad about something and can't control their emotions. Someone has to step in and either throw cold water in their face or slap em silly so that they stop and just draw a deep breath and calm down. That was me. And God was the one who intervened.
I have been so hell bent on making sure that I am accepting of everyone who may be different or think differently than me that I failed to realize that I was judging certain "conservative" and "bible-beating" Christians just as I was accusing them of judging others. Sorry if that's confusing. But let me try to explain more. A few posts ago I explained that I considered myself a "liberal Christian". I explained my reasoning behind that and the fact that I believe in a God who is loving and accepting of everyone no matter what. However, my attitude started getting out of hand because I in turn would get very upset with people who didn't agree with me. Well, if that isn't calling the kettle black I don't know what is. But unfortunately I just didn't "get it" until this weekend. Luckily I have a good friend who called me out. But in a very nice and respectful way. She gently reminded me that there will always be conservatives, liberals and everything in between but that we still need to try and live in harmony and not condemn one another. She then guided me to Romans and a few verses that really hit home. Here is one from that section:
12 Yes, each of us will give a personal account to God. 13 So let’s stop condemning each other. Decide instead to live in such a way that you will not cause another believer to stumble and fall.
My way. Your way. I'm right. You're wrong. I drink alcohol, you don't. You're republican, I'm democrat. I need to practice what I preach in regards to being accepting of EVERYONE. That means even the super- conservative, Sarah Palin- loving- republican that I tend to disagree with. We are all made in God's image and I think He would find my attitude very unloving. So now that I've been slapped and had ice cold water thrown in my face I can now look in the mirror and change my bad attitude. :-)
Monday, April 25, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
My 9 Month Old
Accomplishments:
1) Started army crawling
2) Started crawling on all fours
3) Can pull up to stand on pretty much anything
4) Pulled the piano bench on top of her: It has now been relocated.
5) Fell off of the playground equipment at the park and got a face full of dirt.
6) Can take a few steps behind her walker without our assistance.
7) Can stand on her own for a few brief seconds.
8) Can annoy her brother
9) Likes to bite
10) Eats a lot: hence the size 18 month clothes she is now in.
11) Talks a lot: dada and high pitched screams are her favorite sounds.
12) Loves to poop up her back..usually a few times a week.
13) Has three teeth.
14) Tried her first french fries at McDonald's.
15) Is very impatient.
16) Has been diagnosed with baby hyperactivity disorder and will not sit still.
17) Wears a size 4 diaper (which is the same size as her 2 year old cousin).
18) Has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.
19) Worships the ground her big brother walks on and thinks he's the most hilarious thing ever!
20) Has her mommy and daddy (and numerous other relatives) wrapped around her finger.
It sometimes scares me how much I love my children. It is completely overwhelming to the point of actual physical pain at times that I have no control over...especially if one of them gets hurt. I know I'm not saying anything new here ...I know that mothers and fathers alike feel the same way. I just feel absolutely blessed that God chose me to parent these two amazing kids.
1) Started army crawling
2) Started crawling on all fours
3) Can pull up to stand on pretty much anything
4) Pulled the piano bench on top of her: It has now been relocated.
5) Fell off of the playground equipment at the park and got a face full of dirt.
6) Can take a few steps behind her walker without our assistance.
7) Can stand on her own for a few brief seconds.
8) Can annoy her brother
9) Likes to bite
10) Eats a lot: hence the size 18 month clothes she is now in.
11) Talks a lot: dada and high pitched screams are her favorite sounds.
12) Loves to poop up her back..usually a few times a week.
13) Has three teeth.
14) Tried her first french fries at McDonald's.
15) Is very impatient.
16) Has been diagnosed with baby hyperactivity disorder and will not sit still.
17) Wears a size 4 diaper (which is the same size as her 2 year old cousin).
18) Has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen.
19) Worships the ground her big brother walks on and thinks he's the most hilarious thing ever!
20) Has her mommy and daddy (and numerous other relatives) wrapped around her finger.
It sometimes scares me how much I love my children. It is completely overwhelming to the point of actual physical pain at times that I have no control over...especially if one of them gets hurt. I know I'm not saying anything new here ...I know that mothers and fathers alike feel the same way. I just feel absolutely blessed that God chose me to parent these two amazing kids.
Monday, April 18, 2011
For A Season and A Reason
Yesterday I had the privilege of returning to "old church" as Ethan fondly calls our previous church home, Reunion. It was an extremely emotional day as the church celebrated and ended almost ten years of bringing the unchurched to church and being a revolutionary movement of sorts. I was invited to this church in 2004 by some friends who were attending Reunion and who thought that I could benefit from the uniqueness of it's style of worship and unbeknownest to me at the time, thought I could benefit from meeting a great guy that attended church there. I started attending when the church was meeting at a high school in Orland Park and I was drawn to the people there who were so genuine and inviting. It took me awhile to feel like I fit in but I slowly started meeting more people and even formed a women's group along with two of my new friends.
I started hanging out with a great group of people who were accepting of me and who were pretty darn fun to spend time with. One wintry day at the beginning of 2005 I ventured downtown with that group of friends to help celebrate my friend Ann's birthday. This guy Jimm came with us and he was really good friends with Ann and her husband Kevin. We sat by each other at the restaurant and found that we had quite a bit in common, including that our birthdays were only two days apart. But I wasn't really thinking about him in any other capacity than a friend because well, one of my other friends was interested in him. Hello, drama! And then some doors starting opening and closing..... My friend tells me on a trip to the bathroom (yes, us women travel in packs) that she doesn't know if she's really interested in Jimm and maybe she was just because he's single and she's single. I soak in this information and store it for future use. :-) As the night goes on I observe this guy in a different light and then on the way home he rides with my friend Marlana and I back home. You might say...big deal. However, did I mention it was the snow storm of the winter? It took us 2 hours or more to get home and we had that entire time to get to know each other. We discovered our mutual fondness for the rap artist, Eminem. We discovered that we were raised in very similar families with similar values. We discovered that we had the same sarcastic humor. It was a great ride home.
Fast forward....well not that much because we started dating February 5, 2005, were engaged March 5, 2005 and we were married September 9, 2005. Yep, happened pretty quickly.
But almost the entire Reunion congregation was there at our wedding to help us celebrate. They were there throughout the beginning of our relationship and supported us as we became a newly married couple trying to adjust to married life.
Reunion was also there for us as we triumphed through the most difficult part of our lives: in May of 2007. At eight months pregnant with Ethan I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I will never forget that Friday afternoon when Jimm called Chuck to tell him the news and he was at our house within a 1/2 hour to pray with us. He and the other people at Reunion joined us in prayers, and provided us with emotional and physical support. They brought us meals for many weeks, came to the hospital for visits and were there for us every step of the way.
I could not help while sitting at Reunion yesterday as it's last service was being held, to look down at my babies and weep. If there was any doubt in anyone's mind as to why Reunion existed or what part it played...please just look at me and my family. We would not be together and I would not have my beautiful kids if it was never formed. The church has impacted so many people and families....friendships and relationships. God was served in a beautiful and unique way at Reunion Church. It will be missed.
I started hanging out with a great group of people who were accepting of me and who were pretty darn fun to spend time with. One wintry day at the beginning of 2005 I ventured downtown with that group of friends to help celebrate my friend Ann's birthday. This guy Jimm came with us and he was really good friends with Ann and her husband Kevin. We sat by each other at the restaurant and found that we had quite a bit in common, including that our birthdays were only two days apart. But I wasn't really thinking about him in any other capacity than a friend because well, one of my other friends was interested in him. Hello, drama! And then some doors starting opening and closing..... My friend tells me on a trip to the bathroom (yes, us women travel in packs) that she doesn't know if she's really interested in Jimm and maybe she was just because he's single and she's single. I soak in this information and store it for future use. :-) As the night goes on I observe this guy in a different light and then on the way home he rides with my friend Marlana and I back home. You might say...big deal. However, did I mention it was the snow storm of the winter? It took us 2 hours or more to get home and we had that entire time to get to know each other. We discovered our mutual fondness for the rap artist, Eminem. We discovered that we were raised in very similar families with similar values. We discovered that we had the same sarcastic humor. It was a great ride home.
Fast forward....well not that much because we started dating February 5, 2005, were engaged March 5, 2005 and we were married September 9, 2005. Yep, happened pretty quickly.
But almost the entire Reunion congregation was there at our wedding to help us celebrate. They were there throughout the beginning of our relationship and supported us as we became a newly married couple trying to adjust to married life.
Reunion was also there for us as we triumphed through the most difficult part of our lives: in May of 2007. At eight months pregnant with Ethan I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I will never forget that Friday afternoon when Jimm called Chuck to tell him the news and he was at our house within a 1/2 hour to pray with us. He and the other people at Reunion joined us in prayers, and provided us with emotional and physical support. They brought us meals for many weeks, came to the hospital for visits and were there for us every step of the way.
I could not help while sitting at Reunion yesterday as it's last service was being held, to look down at my babies and weep. If there was any doubt in anyone's mind as to why Reunion existed or what part it played...please just look at me and my family. We would not be together and I would not have my beautiful kids if it was never formed. The church has impacted so many people and families....friendships and relationships. God was served in a beautiful and unique way at Reunion Church. It will be missed.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Slow Down and Come on....
I feel like my 8 month old has hit a growth spurt and is moving along at lightning speed...it's uncontrollable! She was just starting to army crawl, then literally days later she was up on all fours. Now she's got that down and is now wanting to pull to stand with everything she can get her hands on. Yesterday she was standing behind her little walker and is now taking steps with it. I laughed at my cousin, whose daughter started walking at 8 months. I may now have to eat that laugh as Reese is getting closer and closer to following in her big cousin's footsteps...quite literally and not figuratively. I don't know if it's the second child syndrome, where she sees her big brother doing everything that she wants to do...or that she's a girl and they just (for the most part) seem to move more quickly.
On the other hand my son seems to be taking steps back. This potty thing is really starting to wear me out. Ethan has always had "poop issues". When he was potty trained last summer he got the "pee thing" down pretty quickly. Had no problems with it, sans a few accidents here and there from waiting too long while playing. But the poop thing has always been something that he's had difficulty with. In talking with other parents I realize that we're not the only ones dealing with this issue...but Come On....seriously. Now he has taken to having a poop "accident" at least 1-2 times a week again. Just last night he wanted to go in the basement to play. From prior experiences, I asked if he had gone poop at Grammy's house today. "Just a little marble poop, mommy". :-) So, I was hesitant to let him go downstairs because last summer when being potty trained, he would disappear into the basement to do his business and then come up expecting us to clean it up out of his underwear. Sure enough, about 20 minutes later he's walking up the stairs holding his butt. Do you have to go, I ask. Yes, mommy. I get upstairs about to put him on the toilet and lo and behold he's already gone in his pants. So, now what I've been doing is making him clean it up himself. Not in a mean or degrading way, mind you. I give him the undies and have him shake the poop in the toilet and then he wipes himself. I usually wind up rinsing the undies in the sink myself, because he's not that good at it...however I feel like if he has to be the one to clean it up maybe he will stop pooping himself. So far it really hasn't made that big of an impact...but I'm hoping we'll make a breakthrough.
I've also started to wonder if something isn't wrong....he did say last night that he doesn't like to poop because it "hurts his butt". I asked him, though, isn't it more yucky to have poop in your undies than in the toliet? Yes, mommy.
I'm open to suggestions. My aunt keeps telling me that my dad did this when he was little and that it's a "boy thing". UGH.
On the other hand my son seems to be taking steps back. This potty thing is really starting to wear me out. Ethan has always had "poop issues". When he was potty trained last summer he got the "pee thing" down pretty quickly. Had no problems with it, sans a few accidents here and there from waiting too long while playing. But the poop thing has always been something that he's had difficulty with. In talking with other parents I realize that we're not the only ones dealing with this issue...but Come On....seriously. Now he has taken to having a poop "accident" at least 1-2 times a week again. Just last night he wanted to go in the basement to play. From prior experiences, I asked if he had gone poop at Grammy's house today. "Just a little marble poop, mommy". :-) So, I was hesitant to let him go downstairs because last summer when being potty trained, he would disappear into the basement to do his business and then come up expecting us to clean it up out of his underwear. Sure enough, about 20 minutes later he's walking up the stairs holding his butt. Do you have to go, I ask. Yes, mommy. I get upstairs about to put him on the toilet and lo and behold he's already gone in his pants. So, now what I've been doing is making him clean it up himself. Not in a mean or degrading way, mind you. I give him the undies and have him shake the poop in the toilet and then he wipes himself. I usually wind up rinsing the undies in the sink myself, because he's not that good at it...however I feel like if he has to be the one to clean it up maybe he will stop pooping himself. So far it really hasn't made that big of an impact...but I'm hoping we'll make a breakthrough.
I've also started to wonder if something isn't wrong....he did say last night that he doesn't like to poop because it "hurts his butt". I asked him, though, isn't it more yucky to have poop in your undies than in the toliet? Yes, mommy.
I'm open to suggestions. My aunt keeps telling me that my dad did this when he was little and that it's a "boy thing". UGH.
Friday, April 8, 2011
My Job & Post Adoption Services
Most of you who know me and who interact with me on a regular basis get your fill of hearing about adoption and what I do for a living. I'm pretty darn passionate about what I do and so I like to talk about my job when given the opportunity to do so. I would say that about 98% of the time I get very positive feedback and interest in the career path that I've chosen and I usually hear comments like "wow, that must be very rewarding" or "it must feel so good to know that you are finding homes for children in need". And yes, there are parts of my job that make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and I feel as if I was able to assist a family or a child with a particular struggle that they might be going through. But before coming to my current job I was employed as an adoption preservation therapist. Think about that title for a few minutes. My job was to help preserve families who were formed through adoption. That means that for some reason a family was in danger of no longer being a family. Does that sound like the "ideal job"? :-)
While I support adoption 100% as a great way to find a home for a child who does not have a home, it's a LIFETIME commitment that requires more than just love. I love my biological children with all of my heart, but does parenting them require more than just love? You betcha. And parenting an adopted child comes with it's own unique and difficult challenges on top of "typical" parenting tasks. So that's why my agency is developing and creating a more expansive post adoption unit to assist adoptive parents and adoptees with additional support groups, resources, educational workshops, adoption-competent counseling and my favorite-a summer camp! I worked for many years on the "other end" of adoption-the happy placement period where I watched so many families be united with their babies and they felt as if their lives were now complete. Well, now several years later those same happy families are the ones calling us for additional support. They now realize that the issues we told them about in pre-adoption training were REAL issues and not just ones that we made up so that we would have something to talk about during our 3 hour home study interview....sorry, pardon my sarcasm. I do, however, appreciate that those same families are actually seeking out services to help their family versus sending their child back to Russia on a plane alone with a note that says they can't handle their child anymore.
So, where am I going with this? I guess more than anything is to be aware that adoption is not always those joyous occasions in which you see a Korean child placed for the first time into the arms of his expectant mother at the airport and they all lived happily ever after. What you don't see is that child crying for several days after being placed into his new mother's arms because he is mourning the loss of the foster mother who cared for him in Korea for six months of his life. You don't see the adoptive mother crying by herself in the bathroom because she is feeling like a failure for not being able to soothe her child. What you don't see is that child at age 5 asking why he was abandoned by his birth mother and why she didn't love him.
Now that I've got you seriously re-thinking adoption and the process....just know that there is hope. Adoption agencies, therapists, schools, girl scout groups and after school programs are becoming much more aware of the deep need for post adoption services. I am so excited to be able to teach kids with our WISE Up program that they have choices in how they respond to questions about adoption. I am ecstatic about our adoption summer camp in which kids can share with one another their adoption stories, questions that they have about their birthparents, cry about their losses and learn how to express their feelings in a healthy and appropriate way. I know that our parent education workshops will assist adoptive parents in developing tools to help them identify when their child is going through a typical developmental issue or when they are having questions about adoption. I can't wait to watch movies with adoption themes and have a discussion afterwards so that families can use those as a catapult for a great conversation with their child.
So, while my job is probably not the "happy go lucky" job that you imagined it was, I still look forward to going to work every day because I want to assist families, educate them and give them the support that they need so that there is no reason that the words adoption disruption are ever uttered.
http://www.sunnyridge.org/
While I support adoption 100% as a great way to find a home for a child who does not have a home, it's a LIFETIME commitment that requires more than just love. I love my biological children with all of my heart, but does parenting them require more than just love? You betcha. And parenting an adopted child comes with it's own unique and difficult challenges on top of "typical" parenting tasks. So that's why my agency is developing and creating a more expansive post adoption unit to assist adoptive parents and adoptees with additional support groups, resources, educational workshops, adoption-competent counseling and my favorite-a summer camp! I worked for many years on the "other end" of adoption-the happy placement period where I watched so many families be united with their babies and they felt as if their lives were now complete. Well, now several years later those same happy families are the ones calling us for additional support. They now realize that the issues we told them about in pre-adoption training were REAL issues and not just ones that we made up so that we would have something to talk about during our 3 hour home study interview....sorry, pardon my sarcasm. I do, however, appreciate that those same families are actually seeking out services to help their family versus sending their child back to Russia on a plane alone with a note that says they can't handle their child anymore.
So, where am I going with this? I guess more than anything is to be aware that adoption is not always those joyous occasions in which you see a Korean child placed for the first time into the arms of his expectant mother at the airport and they all lived happily ever after. What you don't see is that child crying for several days after being placed into his new mother's arms because he is mourning the loss of the foster mother who cared for him in Korea for six months of his life. You don't see the adoptive mother crying by herself in the bathroom because she is feeling like a failure for not being able to soothe her child. What you don't see is that child at age 5 asking why he was abandoned by his birth mother and why she didn't love him.
Now that I've got you seriously re-thinking adoption and the process....just know that there is hope. Adoption agencies, therapists, schools, girl scout groups and after school programs are becoming much more aware of the deep need for post adoption services. I am so excited to be able to teach kids with our WISE Up program that they have choices in how they respond to questions about adoption. I am ecstatic about our adoption summer camp in which kids can share with one another their adoption stories, questions that they have about their birthparents, cry about their losses and learn how to express their feelings in a healthy and appropriate way. I know that our parent education workshops will assist adoptive parents in developing tools to help them identify when their child is going through a typical developmental issue or when they are having questions about adoption. I can't wait to watch movies with adoption themes and have a discussion afterwards so that families can use those as a catapult for a great conversation with their child.
So, while my job is probably not the "happy go lucky" job that you imagined it was, I still look forward to going to work every day because I want to assist families, educate them and give them the support that they need so that there is no reason that the words adoption disruption are ever uttered.
http://www.sunnyridge.org/
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
A Liberal Christian Am I
**** Read at your own risk: My views on politics are shared****
Wait! What? I just used liberal and Christian in the same sentence. That's not possible is it? If you want to LABEL what a Christian is definitively or what a liberal is definitively...then no, it is not possible. But if you believe that everyone is an individual and that no one person falls into all inclusive categories, than yes I CAN be a liberal Christian. Was I always this way? Nope. Like most children, I followed in my parent's footsteps and took on their belief systems without really thinking about how or why. Not to say that my parents are totally conservative or that their views on certain topics or things haven't changed at all over the years. Because they have-changed that is. I enjoy having conversations with my mom in which we share our views and opinions and usually come up short on an answer because we see all perspectives. Sometimes we don't know and there doesn't appear to be a complete answer because we are not God and we can't answer for Him. Now some of you may disagree with me right there by saying that God gives us all the answers that we need in the Bible. Well, for that I say look up Rob Bell's current book "Love Win's" and the great debate behind this book. The Bible and the way that people interpret it are forever going to be an issue. This debate centerns around Heaven, Hell and the fate of everyone who has ever lived. I have always enjoyed Rob Bell's views and books because he attempts to reach out to skeptics of the Christian faith and humanizes our journeys in life.
I consider myself a liberal because my political views tend to go that way. Do I always vote democratic? Do I agree with everything liberal? Not necessarily but I definitely don't consider myself conservative. I am a social worker. I have worked in the field of child welfare for 15 years. I believe that everyone has the right to live a certain way despite of their specific circumstances. Just because I have worked my way through high school, undergrad and graduate school does not make me better than someone who dropped out of high school to care for their grandmother, mother and two young children. They are just two different paths to life. Just because I work 40 hours a week does not ENTITLE me to anything. As a social worker, as a Christian I feel that I should embrace those around me who might not have had the fortunate upbringing that I did. I work with kids who have gone through so much trauma in their lives that I honestly don't know how they are able to put one foot in front of the other on a daily basis let alone make friends, make good grades and try to function like all of that horrible stuff never happened to them. What kind of a person-Christian-would I be if I just said, oh well, that's the life that they were dealt and there's nothing that I can do about it and nothing that I'm responsible for. So there's one reason I feel like I lean more towards the "liberal side".
The other reasons deserve a post each on their own but I choose to just list them and not go into detail: I am anti-death penalty, somewhere in between pro-life and pro-choice and don't really like the terms, I believe in gay rights and think that same sex couples should have the right to marry, I like Barack Obama and think he's doing a great job and I don't think he's the anti-christ, I think that Christians can drink alcohol and are still welcome in Heaven, I would probably call myself a feminist, and I support health care reform..... Just to name a few.
And I'm a Christian. A Liberal Christian Am I.
Liberal:
Wait! What? I just used liberal and Christian in the same sentence. That's not possible is it? If you want to LABEL what a Christian is definitively or what a liberal is definitively...then no, it is not possible. But if you believe that everyone is an individual and that no one person falls into all inclusive categories, than yes I CAN be a liberal Christian. Was I always this way? Nope. Like most children, I followed in my parent's footsteps and took on their belief systems without really thinking about how or why. Not to say that my parents are totally conservative or that their views on certain topics or things haven't changed at all over the years. Because they have-changed that is. I enjoy having conversations with my mom in which we share our views and opinions and usually come up short on an answer because we see all perspectives. Sometimes we don't know and there doesn't appear to be a complete answer because we are not God and we can't answer for Him. Now some of you may disagree with me right there by saying that God gives us all the answers that we need in the Bible. Well, for that I say look up Rob Bell's current book "Love Win's" and the great debate behind this book. The Bible and the way that people interpret it are forever going to be an issue. This debate centerns around Heaven, Hell and the fate of everyone who has ever lived. I have always enjoyed Rob Bell's views and books because he attempts to reach out to skeptics of the Christian faith and humanizes our journeys in life.
I consider myself a liberal because my political views tend to go that way. Do I always vote democratic? Do I agree with everything liberal? Not necessarily but I definitely don't consider myself conservative. I am a social worker. I have worked in the field of child welfare for 15 years. I believe that everyone has the right to live a certain way despite of their specific circumstances. Just because I have worked my way through high school, undergrad and graduate school does not make me better than someone who dropped out of high school to care for their grandmother, mother and two young children. They are just two different paths to life. Just because I work 40 hours a week does not ENTITLE me to anything. As a social worker, as a Christian I feel that I should embrace those around me who might not have had the fortunate upbringing that I did. I work with kids who have gone through so much trauma in their lives that I honestly don't know how they are able to put one foot in front of the other on a daily basis let alone make friends, make good grades and try to function like all of that horrible stuff never happened to them. What kind of a person-Christian-would I be if I just said, oh well, that's the life that they were dealt and there's nothing that I can do about it and nothing that I'm responsible for. So there's one reason I feel like I lean more towards the "liberal side".
The other reasons deserve a post each on their own but I choose to just list them and not go into detail: I am anti-death penalty, somewhere in between pro-life and pro-choice and don't really like the terms, I believe in gay rights and think that same sex couples should have the right to marry, I like Barack Obama and think he's doing a great job and I don't think he's the anti-christ, I think that Christians can drink alcohol and are still welcome in Heaven, I would probably call myself a feminist, and I support health care reform..... Just to name a few.
And I'm a Christian. A Liberal Christian Am I.
Liberal:
open-minded or tolerant, especially free of or not bound by traditional or conventional ideas, values, etc.
characterized by generosity and willingness to give in large amounts; given freely or abundantly; generous.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Avoiding or Protecting?
So, I've been contemplating making this blog private. For a few reasons: 1) I don't want weirdos stealing my kids photos like they have to others numerous times before. My friend just made her blog private due to that very reason. 2) I want to be able to say what's on my mind without people becoming offended or questioning my opinions (which is ridiculous because they are just that....opinions). I hesitate to do it for reason #2 because I feel like I'm copping out and avoiding writing about things on my mind for fear that I will offend someone.....I can't go through life walking on egg shells. But I do think that doing it for reason #1 is protecting those that I love and reasonable. So do I go private and just let family and friends see what I have to say (in which I could still offend someone......who's to say a family member feels the same way I do?) or do I remain public so that I can voice my opinion openly and freely?
I started writing a post about labels and how I hate that people are so judgemental. I stopped writing in fear that I would offend someone. I don't like feeling like I can't say what I want to say.....however as a social worker it's ingrained within me to be nice and to not make others feel uncomfortable. But where do you draw the line?
Anyway.....I'll let you know if I go private and if you want to keep reading let me know and I'll send you an invite.
And that's a classic case of me rambling on.....
I started writing a post about labels and how I hate that people are so judgemental. I stopped writing in fear that I would offend someone. I don't like feeling like I can't say what I want to say.....however as a social worker it's ingrained within me to be nice and to not make others feel uncomfortable. But where do you draw the line?
Anyway.....I'll let you know if I go private and if you want to keep reading let me know and I'll send you an invite.
And that's a classic case of me rambling on.....
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