Hearts Transformed

Best of intentions and so many starts but here I am more than a week past the last post and I am beating myself up. This is not the point. The point is to get a perspective out there. I have so much spinning in this head all the time. I was just thinking the other day how I need a microphone that will record around me at all times and then I though well I could get a little recorder. But in all honesty I would just record all my random thoughts and never listen back to them. I think like anything else in life we have good ideas but unless we put some goals and deadlines to those ideas they certainly never get accomplished. So here you go, three things I want to accomplish this week. 1. Call about the charger I left in the hotel back in October. Probably too late. Probably don't have it. Yes, but does it hurt to call and ask. 2. Take the SD card from the camera so I can try and remember the last place I took pictures because not only have I lost the battery charger for the came...

Let me start this post by giving you a little background. I come from a family of strong women, very strong women. I don't mean the pulling trucks with their teeth kind of strength, I mean the pull yourself up by your boot straps kind. Perfect example, My grandmother likes to say of other women who are complaining about pregnancy or labor, "She speaks as though she is the first woman to ever have a baby?" So early on I was taught "weak" women were bad and "strong" women were good. I carried that view for many years. As I entered college, I swore that I would never do anything as silly as join a sorority. I carried that attitude on trips with friends, on women's retreats, and at women's conferences. But then, I grew up or at the very least I grew. I grew to see that the women in my family have as many fears and insecurities as most other women. It was more a lack of being honest and vulnerable than actual strength I had experienced as a child....