Little help from a fellow blogger thanks OP!
Some of you still aren’t tagging properly. And you are using twenty or so tags, so I know you are trying. 15 tags total. If you place the post in a category that counts as a tag. Use 13 tags and a cat to be safe. I was lazy and wrote cat instead of category. […]
Carpe Diem! Seize the day!
Some venerate their dreams by waiting years for the just-right circumstance, the just-right alignment of opportunity. If that produces something worthwhile, then by all means, do it that way. But more often than not—from what I’ve seen—it doesn’t. I don’t believe the best way to honor my dreams is to anxiously wait, hoping for the […]
Welcome back OM! Been kinda quiet lately. Glad you can spice up my Reader again. Sara 👸
You get what you give. Even for a site like mine. I took a month off and obviously people found other things to read. And then I came back and reconnected. You can see all that clearly from the graph below. This site is slow compared to when I started this blog in 2013. I […]
I was in the early stages of being stay at home mom and military spouse. I couldn’t go to mommy and me programs/meetings because I couldn’t drive. Too scared and ashamed I took to the net searching for others. Hoping to find some support during this time of life.
I tried Blogger and got locked out of Tumblr. So to WordPress I came with my hopes and dreams. I wanted to find a community that didn’t judge me for being different.
I couldn’t breast feed because the stress just couldn’t keep up. I was ashamed that I looked at the breast pump and couldn’t get it. Shouldn’t there be some support group for this? I dealt with the shame of going to the hospital nurse for advice to feed my own baby. I tried the teas to help me relax and make milk. I even watched things to just relax.
At one point I was visiting my family and broke down crying because I felt like a bad mom. My my mom soothed my worries by telling me I wasn’t the only person to go through this. She advised me to to continue the breast milk and formula combination and do my best. That was exactly what I did.
Outside of a few close people I didn’t share the ups and downs of motherhood. Thinking I was the only one I decided to journal as much as I could remember so I could share with others hoping to find a someone that could get me.
Well done fellow blogger. You took the words out of my mouth.
So, you’ve decided to start a blog. Or you already have one, but you just don’t know what to do with it. Well, you’ve come to the right place. But, first of all, I’d like to tell you that there is no recipe, no how-to guide. Blogging is, like writing, an art, which makes it […]
I change my theme yesterday. I looked at all the themes in the showcase and wanted something versatile. Simple yet can be used to inspire. It had it all and my social links were intact (I checked today and gave a sigh of relief).
Although My Journey Through Life was my origins blog. This one is my present and future. It became my primary. I felt guilty leaving mahaleta, but I knew she would always be a part of me.
Yes I work hard to keep up with technology. I can’t use living off the grid as my excuse for not writing. The WP app would look at me from my laptop asking for another chance. When it logged in quicker than before both Ivy the iPhone and I were excited. I saw it as a sign to not let my hopes get pushed into the pit.
I want to thank you all for the comments and feedback. I hope to be just warming up my creative juices.
I realized how much I missed reading other bloggers. I missed being able to share posts that I thought other people might like. Lately the joy of life disappeared and left behind a dark cloud. That is not me. Even in tough situations I found a bit of something to smile about. The thought of not blogging broke my heart. How can you silence a single voice? How can you flicker out a flame? No I can hide and feel the emptiness push the air out of me. You got to be careful what you say. Have I done anything wrong, but take care of me? I realized this week that my heart needed that extra beat again. I got music added to my music library that gave me hope that things will change. Yes things seem dismal and I want to cover the blanket over my head. I look in the faces of people searching for a flicker of life. If I can’t see it the darkness says see it’s not there. I have to overcome this and not be swallowed by the dramatic pit.
Answer: My Journey Through Life
It all started with a dream to write. I love reading books and wonder if I can be the next Louisa May Alcott. After rereading Little Women I knew that was what I wanted. To be the Jo March of a new generaation. I wanted to inspire and motivate from my own life.
Since I had a lot of time on my hands I thought why not do something positive. Write and chronicle my healing story. Inspire others going through the same problems I have in my life. Shed a little light on mental health.
My Journey Through Life is the prequel and this is the primary tale of starting over. It makes complete sense. People want to know about living in Africa. Okay here are pictures and ideas of my life. It all started in Addis Ababa in 1979.
30+ years later here I am in the same country just a lot older. I am learning how to cope in a third world country. How to heal from emotional wounds. How to accept my heritage even the sad things. Especially how to cope speaking broken Amharic when my English is spoken too fast.
I am a proud Ethiopian American and these are my stories and outlook on life. Most importantly this is my legacy for my son.