I don't know you in real life, but your writing has made me feel less alone in the journey of the last couple of years. I want to get back to writing more again - like you, it's not that I want to write about *me* all the time - but I guess I would suggest not to try to pull yourself out of the writing too much, because there are way too many people just trying to write about topics.
I totally get the time and expense thing. The school year is finally over here, and I'm just tired beyond belief. I put 15,000 miles on my car over the last school year, and most of that was shuttling kids one place or another. A lot of those days I was in the car 3 hours with all the back and forth.
I think I mentioned it before when it comes to transitions... My youngest starts kindergarten in the fall, and, in theory, I might be able to find ways to earn some money on my own. On one hand, I feel like I need that, on the other, I'm exhausted all the time as it is. God is good though, and I'm trying not to worry about it too much, because worry brings about nothing.
The idea about posts and emails is quite interesting. I started my blog over at wordpress, and only joined Substack because of Rod, but then it seemed logical to repost here. For awhile, I was managing to do a Saturday "recap" here, but the whole time/energy thing got in the way. You would not believe how many times I literally fell asleep while trying to write! One foot in front of the other, as with everything.
I was one of those random young women who became Orthodox on my own. I like the "masculinity" of Orthodoxy a lot, but I don't like how it sometimes devolves into the "boys club", especially online. Sometimes it seems like I'm in a little bit of a weird place, not being one of the "feminists" by any stretch of the imagination, but also pointing out that some of the opposite of that is unhealthy as well. Anyway... time to get things done and go to church!
I’ve been trying to respond to this all weekend it seems. I’ll do so tonight when things are finally settled. (Just dropped off the kids. Now it’s time to rebuild after three tornadoes ripped through my tiny place.)
All I can say is that if you feel the call to put words to paper (or screen I guess), keep going. Why? Only people who feel the call can answer that. It's our way of trying to make sense of the chaos, the disorder, the changes that seem so off the Path that they feel nowhere near right.
I guess I can say, "Solidarity," too. I had all the good intentions when I finally got in front of my keyboard tonight, but I am literally about to fall asleep as well.
One of my girls pleaded to stay with me one more night. She's having the hardest time of things. The logistics didn't work out, though. If she stayed, then the only window of time to do a drop-off with her mom tomorrow morning is right in the middle of productive time. A break to drive an hour in total would have destroyed productive time before and after that.
I had to tell her, "Not this time, baby girl." I hated myself for it, but I'm damned sick and tired of trying to operate on the edge of poverty. To get where I need to be--to support my family to the best of my ability--I need to build.
If you have a sales platform (website, etsy, whatever) I'd be more than happy to add it to my "Orthodox Shopping" page on my website :)
I have an Etsy store I need to resurrect.
https://lastchancecustomsco.etsy.com
It's added to the list! :) https://breathofhallelujah.com/orthodox-christianity-on-the-internet/orthodox-christian-shopping/
I don't know you in real life, but your writing has made me feel less alone in the journey of the last couple of years. I want to get back to writing more again - like you, it's not that I want to write about *me* all the time - but I guess I would suggest not to try to pull yourself out of the writing too much, because there are way too many people just trying to write about topics.
I totally get the time and expense thing. The school year is finally over here, and I'm just tired beyond belief. I put 15,000 miles on my car over the last school year, and most of that was shuttling kids one place or another. A lot of those days I was in the car 3 hours with all the back and forth.
I think I mentioned it before when it comes to transitions... My youngest starts kindergarten in the fall, and, in theory, I might be able to find ways to earn some money on my own. On one hand, I feel like I need that, on the other, I'm exhausted all the time as it is. God is good though, and I'm trying not to worry about it too much, because worry brings about nothing.
The idea about posts and emails is quite interesting. I started my blog over at wordpress, and only joined Substack because of Rod, but then it seemed logical to repost here. For awhile, I was managing to do a Saturday "recap" here, but the whole time/energy thing got in the way. You would not believe how many times I literally fell asleep while trying to write! One foot in front of the other, as with everything.
I was one of those random young women who became Orthodox on my own. I like the "masculinity" of Orthodoxy a lot, but I don't like how it sometimes devolves into the "boys club", especially online. Sometimes it seems like I'm in a little bit of a weird place, not being one of the "feminists" by any stretch of the imagination, but also pointing out that some of the opposite of that is unhealthy as well. Anyway... time to get things done and go to church!
Case in point why online has its limits- real life has a somewhat lower tendency to devolve, especially when you bring in authentic churching.
I’ve been trying to respond to this all weekend it seems. I’ll do so tonight when things are finally settled. (Just dropped off the kids. Now it’s time to rebuild after three tornadoes ripped through my tiny place.)
All I can say is that if you feel the call to put words to paper (or screen I guess), keep going. Why? Only people who feel the call can answer that. It's our way of trying to make sense of the chaos, the disorder, the changes that seem so off the Path that they feel nowhere near right.
I guess I can say, "Solidarity," too. I had all the good intentions when I finally got in front of my keyboard tonight, but I am literally about to fall asleep as well.
One of my girls pleaded to stay with me one more night. She's having the hardest time of things. The logistics didn't work out, though. If she stayed, then the only window of time to do a drop-off with her mom tomorrow morning is right in the middle of productive time. A break to drive an hour in total would have destroyed productive time before and after that.
I had to tell her, "Not this time, baby girl." I hated myself for it, but I'm damned sick and tired of trying to operate on the edge of poverty. To get where I need to be--to support my family to the best of my ability--I need to build.
I hate the way the world works sometimes.