Our trip to Menards this week was to build a fireman's pole for the girls new playground that he's building in our yard. On our drive down we got to talking about the blogging challenge that I signed up for this month. I don't have a set idea for writing on Sunday because it seems like such a meaningful day. I asked him what he thought I should write about. It's always fun seeing what's wandering around in his brain.
His first response was to write about how people treat strangers better than their own family. He think I should dig into that idea and maybe initiate a revolution in gaining the family back at the center of our own lives. My response was that I wrote something kind of like that about how we've lost our neighborhoods. He said that he's been working on that; having conversations with our neighbors.
His second response was a red Trailblazer. Just because that's what drove past us down the road. I chimed in that we could go test drive a car every Saturday and then write a review on Sunday about it. He liked that idea. He wants to go and test drive a Camero. Probably not going to happen with three girls still in booster and carseats.
This led him to ask me if I really enjoy writing and if I see it as something I would like to do to earn a living someday. This from the man who gave me a journal for our first Christmas that had an inscriptions saying, "I know that you will write a fantastic book someday. Here's a place to start your ideas." That was 7 years ago.
I guess time will tell. And this is what I write for Sunday. Thanks for traveling with us.
Thanks. It feels really good when he supports my adventures. Then it feels like a ton of bricks when he wonders if I'm making the right choices. He blows me away when he supports me because he does it with his everything.
ReplyDeleteLife is a rollercoaster. If it wasn't, we'd all want off.
You are right... Sundays are meant for meaningful posts and you nailed it! Beautiful ending with the journal story.
ReplyDeleteSo how's that book coming along?
Dream On!'
PeggyLee
I am too hard on myself to write a book at this time. This is as close as I'm coming to writing a book so far. I've been working on trying to write a book since high school (a little math...couple years shy of 20). The topic changes but I become the perfectionist and I stalemate. Now that I'm starting to find my grove in writing more...things may change. Now about that red car that explores the town he just found. May need to dig into the monkey circus for that one.
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LOVE the blog. I have three girls myself (now 11, 9 & 6), and I can completely relate to Menards date nights. Thanks for popping over to Depression Cookies. Hope we become sharing blogger friends thanks to the Ultimate Blog Challenge!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tia. I'm sure we'll be talking as my girls grow and you recognize things that have happened to your girls. Are you "anticipating" having 3 teenage girls in the house like I am?
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