A Virtual Placeholder

3368979605_70ec416e7f_oLast night I ransacked my recently cleaned home office in search of a poem I wrote two years ago about a sweet moment with my daughter. During a week when I am trying to write a sermon, a wedding homily and a first draft of my new essay, I thought it would be the perfect, easy blog post. I literally paged through ten notebooks full of writing (wow, I’ve written a lot in the last two years!) before I found the poem that turned out to be not as beautiful as the moment that inspired it. But I will still post it. I remember how the urge to write came to me after my then 4-year-old daughter gave me a hug and kiss goodbye before bouncing off to daycare. I wanted to put words to that sweet moment so I could remember how it felt when my daughter is grown.

Here’s what I wrote:

She leaned in for a delicate kiss,
her arms, wrapped around my neck,
as we said our morning goodbyes.
She’s longer now, at four years,
the pudge of her belly
not as pronounced.
But her eyes still round with
innocence—innocence I fiercely desire
to protect. Her laugh is wild
and stubborn. Her head strong.
I couldn’t love her more; my wild,
woman child, who will grow to be
I don’t know what—but surely amazing
in all her feminine glory.
Watch out world, my Ella Grace,
is a lioness in the making.

A few friends and a blog I have enjoyed following recently shut down their sites. Blogging isn’t for everyone and there are lots of different reasons to keep at it. I think what keeps me going is that Something to Say is mostly for myself—and if anyone else gets something from it, that is a wonderful bonus. I really love, though, how my blog is a virtual placeholder for my thoughts and memories. This poem, which I wanted to save, would have soon been tossed in the trash in a de-cluttering frenzy. Now that it is here on my blog, though, as well as other memories (like this post about my son putting on his sunblock) I can search for it, pull up this post and reread it anytime. Who knows, maybe even my children and my grandchildren will be searching through this blog someday. Scrapbooking was never my thing. This is. Thank you, WordPress.com, for the space.


[Feature Image: Kari Bluff]

2015 in review


At the beginning of this new year, I want to thank those of you who read my blog. We are all inundated with reading material. Facebook, Twitter, literary magazines, Christian Century articles and blog posts regularly enter my feed and catch my attention. But reading time is precious and limited. So I am grateful for those of you who spend some of your time here at Something to Say.

This blog began as a way for me to find my writing voice–as a constant reminder to myself that I have something to say.  But it has become more than a reminder.  A self-imposed deadline of posting every week has become essential to my writing practice.  The connections I have made through blogging has expanded my world as I meet new and old friends and enjoy whole networks of blogging communities.  Finally, this blog is my play space.  I have so much fun writing here because I can write about anything.  Each new blank draft I pull up on my trusty Macbook Pro stokes my creative fire.  This blog has come to mean a lot to me.  So, thank you, for pausing here to read.

Every year the WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepare a 2015 annual report for their blogs. What follows is my report as well as links to my top five most viewed posts from 2015.

Here’s an excerpt from the annual report:

A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 7,300 times in 2015. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

Most Viewed Posts from 2015:

#1: Mindfulness Meditation: There’s an App for That

#2 When Worship Works

#3 How can this be?  A Christmas Sermon

#4 Three Lessons from a Productive Summer

#5 I find you spiritually attractive