Well, maybe some of you have come over from my other blog, which is no more.
The best part of contributing on a group blog is having an online conversation. I, maybe, might, sometimes, on occasion, be accused of talking "too much," but I see that as my deep love to communicate and interact with other people on a real, authentic level. I talk to discover their stories, the phrases and quirks that make them "them," and to extract meaning and humor from their lives. I talk because I am.
And now it's gone.
I know, not the internet, not the "conversation," but my conversation. OUR conversation. And, I will mourn the loss of it.
Kristy describes the exciting story of the demise of LRS here, (which makes me wonder, if I've been officially "fired" for the first time in my life, does this mean I have "street cred?" all the kids are talkin' about?) and, as Emily says here, "We fear change." Kacy, on the other hand, is considering other careers.
In my effort to continue the conversation, whether I was asked or not, it's really doesn't matter, if history is any indication, I have a few things to say:
Kacy, here are the jobs I think I would enjoy, but would require a lot of talents I do not have, as well as a tremendous amount of specialization, education, training, and sacrifice:
Industrial Designer of home products
Outdoor landscape designer
CEO of a Beauty Product Company
Emily, I'm serving the young women in my ward, and that's exactly the kind of change I fear. To be more specific, I fear this calling and all that it requires. But I'm clinging to the silver lining which is, at least it's not scouting.
Kristy, I will start wearing more black. Today. Kisses! XOXO
Oh, and Kacy, your dream day is eerily similar to mine, only I would include what I would eat for every meal in my list (divinity is in the details).