Tuesday, October 31, 2006

NaNoWriMo, here I come

Well, I'm biting the bullet. Tomorrow is the kick off for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). This will be my first attempt at writing an entire novel over the span of 30 days. I still feel like I have a bunch of research to do, but I should have enough done to get a good start.

If you would like to find out more about NaNoWriMo, please visit this link - http://www.nanowrimo.org/

Here is a brief synopsis of my NaNoWriMo project: The Shepherd's Journey

On the night of Christ's birth, young Obed is tending sheep with his father and two older brothers. After visiting baby Jesus, they proclaim Him as the Messiah. But a tragedy turns the family away from God. All except Obed, who can't get the visions of the angels out of his mind.

Thirty years later Jesus Christ begins his ministry, and Obed is still curious about who this man really is. After rumors of Christ's Resurrection circulate, he seeks out the apostles to find the answer to the question that has been burning in his mind for over thirty years - Who is Jesus Christ?

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Monday, October 23, 2006

Big News for the Mass Division of the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition

The Massachusetts Division of the National Ovarian Cancer Coalition has been chosen by the Boston Athletic Association to be an official charity of the 2007 Boston Marathon. If you or anyone you know is interested in running for the NOCC to raise funds for ovarian cancer, please email an application request to ma.nocc@ovarian.org

Thank you for your support.

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A Mother's Reflection

There are days when the girls seem to drive me batty, and I wish they would grow up and not need me so much. On those days, I long for the time before they came along, when I could compose my thoughts in a quiet corner of the house, could keep the living room clean, and dabble in a few of my hobbies. After a good night's rest, though, the desire to go back to the way it was five years ago vanishes and a deep love fills my heart as I watch the girls play.

A few weeks ago, our five-year-old had a dentist appointment. I brought her into school afterwards, and as she strutted down the hallway towards her locker, this child who seemed so needy the day before, was independent and sure of herself. She did not look back to see if I was still there. Instead, she removed her coat, got out what she needed for class, and slammed her locker shut with a firm hand. She did not wave goodbye to me, but she humored my motherly side with a quick glance before she stepped into her classroom.

On the stroll back to my car, I was overcome with how foolish I am. How can I not appreciate the wonder of childhood? Am I so far removed from being a child or so consumed by the responsibilites of life that I can't remember how curious I used to be? Have I forgotten how important my parents were to me and how much I wanted to please them?

I hope the lesson I learned as I watched my daughter walk away, is one I keep with me as she grows. I want to remember how it felt to realize she wouldn't always need me in the same way she does now. At some point - probably sooner, rather than later - she will distance herself from me. She will seek the advice of peers before asking my opinion, and my importance - at least for a while - will be diminished. It is something all mothers struggle with; a struggle I have gone through once already.

God never promised being a mother would be easy. He only said the rewards would be great.

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