I thought I always been part of a tribe. Aside from my family, I really thought I had a tribe...especially at church--the reason for our common ground, the beliefs that allowed us to belong. However, as I begin my personal journey of building my own tribe, I'm learning I was never part of a tribe. When you get married, move out, leave for training school, or leave your home Corps and division--your tribe can all but disappear. Of course, this also happens in just plain real life. Building is not as easy. Making friends is not for the faint of heart! After all, it's a lot like dating. Getting the guts up to say "Would you want to do coffee some time?" can give me a heart attack and make me want to puke. And really, who want to regress to high school? And yet, it's vital that we have a tribe of friends we can do life...real connection. In my personal journey to find my tribe these few thoughts keep coming to mind: To be able to talk unapologetic...
It's been a long time and very little posting on this. I'm excited AND nervous to do a 31 day writing challenge were writers (or aspiring writers) choose a topic and write about it every day for the month of October. 31 DAYS, people! That's a lot of words. My immediate response was: oooooh. I'd like to do that! Then my instinctual, self-conscious self combated... Who would want to read 31 days of anything you'd have to write about? Welp, it starts tomorrow, and if you'd like to join me on my journey, you can read on my blog. Stay tuned for the unveiling of the topic! May you be encouraged and challenged as we journey together... THIS. IS. MY. BRAVE. Here I go... "Courage originally meant to speak one's mind by telling all one's heart" --Brene Brown-- --Bee
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