I’m so excited
And I just can’t hide it:)
I’m so excited
And I just can’t hide it:)
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I’m stealing this idea from Matt over at Must Be This Tall to Ride. He has lots of good ideas. And this is one of them.
I’m going to be away from my computer for a week or so next month. Instead of trying to write posts ahead of time while writing them for now (yikes!) or recycling my old stuff (yawn…) or letting the site go dark for several days (scary!!!!), I’m looking for guest posts to feature.
Lots of you are writing some great stuff about topics that relate to my site and from a different perspective than I have (like those of you with kids – tip of the hat to those who tackle parenting).
Please, please, please write something for me!?!
Here are the specifics:
-Posts can be any length, but I would prefer that the content be original (not already published on your blog).
-The topic is up to you; however, I won’t publish something that is simply ex-bashing with no greater purpose (although I commiserate!)
-Please proofread before you send; I’m the world’s worst at picking up (and making!) typos.
-Include any pictures that you want with your post, a short bio and links to your site and any other social media you use.
-For those of you that blog anonymously, that’s no problem. Just craft your bio how you want:)
-email your submission to lessonsfromendofmarriage@gmail.com by July 2 (procrastinators – that’s a hard deadline!!).
-If I like it and think it’s a good fit, I’ll set it to publish on my site with links on all of my social media and I’ll let you know the date that it will go live.
Thanks in advance and I look forward to seeing some great work!
Lisa
What a difference two years makes. Two years ago, my first piece was published on The Huffington Post. Before that, I was a fledgling blogger with few followers (if you want a giggle, go back and read my early stuff – it’s pretty funny). Overnight, or so it seemed, my name started appearing in search engines (little creepy…) and I started getting calls from folks in the media (sometimes creepier). It was strange. Exciting, but surreal. I did not consider myself a writer (the book wasn’t even finished) and I was surprised and often touched (and sometimes disheartened) by the responses. I had been anonymous before the HuffPo piece and, all of a sudden, my life was laid bare. Talk about vulnerable.
Now, I can’t imagine my life without writing; it is a core part of who I am. And, I’m super excited to announce that two years after my first big break, I have another one. My writing will now be appearing on Maria Shriver’s website, which is billed as sharing “Inspirational Stories for Architects of Change.” That is a message I can certainly get behind. I am honored to be a part of the site and of that mission.
So, check out my first post there (and please share!) and be sure to look around her site if you haven’t yet. There are some amazing posts there that will inspire you to design and build the life you want.
I also want to extend a great big “thank you” to my loyal readers. Writing is best when it is shared and I feel blessed to have so many people reading and sharing.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
I recently became aware of the blogger and Twitterer Lisa Adams (@AdamsLisa). Lisa is a mother of three who is living with and dying from stage four breast cancer. She has been in the news lately because some journalists have spoken out against her publicly discussing her illness and the realities of dying. The writers are praising those who die quietly, privately while decrying Lisa’s warrior stance against her disease.
Lisa’s approach to her disease is hers and hers alone. I am thankful that she is willing to share the good, the bad and the ugly of the entire experience. Our modern western existence is separated from death and dying. It has been turned into something medical and removed. Many of us never see its nuances until we face it ourselves. As a psychology of grief class I took explained, this separation of life from death complicates the modern grieving experience. It pulls a shroud over the entire process, even though it is a universal one.
Lisa’s tweets can be difficult to read for those not in the same boat. We want to believe that it cannot happen to us. We want to turn our heads.
And we can.
We can choose not to read. Not to see.
But I’m glad it’s there for those who find reassurance in her words and comfort in her thoughts.
And for all of us, living near death reminds us how to be alive.
I have no close, personal experience with cancer. I have not had it and I have not been close to someone dying of it apart from my experience in the pediatric oncology ward. But I do have experience with writing about another of life’s uglier sides. And, like Lisa, I have faced negativity and those who question why I choose to write about divorce.
I cannot speak for Lisa Adams, but I can share why I refuse to be quiet.
I refuse to be quiet because my silence makes others more comfortable.
I refuse to be quiet because if my voice can help one other person, it is worth speaking.
I refuse to be quiet when a chorus of voices can help create change.
And I refuse to be quiet because doing so feels like dying while I am still alive.
So, Lisa Adams, share your voice and know that it is heard and that we all benefit from listening.
And even though you may not kick cancer’s butt, you’re kicking butt on your way out.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
And know that your voice will be heard long after you’re gone.