Sometime this evening, I’ll be joining in the biggest blog linkup I can find. It’s the 31-Day blog challenge hosted by The Nesting Place. It’s my second time to do so. This year, I’m writing about ANGER.
Last year, I wrote for 31 days straight on the idea of JOY. Specifically about finding joy in everyday motherhood.
By the last day, I was sick of the word joy.
Two weeks later, I was already pondering what I would write as a follow on series. I figured it would be another spiritual fruit – the whole love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, peace, and self-control thing. Sweet, there’s October planned out for the next eight years or so.
Except… it didn’t feel right. Ever.
Except… I guest posted several times this summer for a fabulous series on the fruits of the spirit. It was all I could do to write those three posts. One post on kindness wiped out everything I had to say on the subject. There’s no way I could do an entire month on the subject.
So in early September I went back to square one. I grabbed my brainstorm list from last year and added another thirty bad ideas to it. I blogged about it, because we all KNOW that blogging a how to is the best way to figure it out for ourselves. (I wish I could put that last part in my sarcastic font.)
I prayed about it.
I trolled Pinterest and the blogosphere for good ideas.
In desperation, I asked my husband.
He suggested that I write about anger.
At first, I was horrified.
Strike that. First I was offended. Then I was horrified.
If I did that, everyone would think I have some kind of anger issue.
If people think of me as angry that pretty much wipes out eighteen months of writing as This HAPPY Mom.
What if I lose followers over it?
What if my friends find out?
Then I was a bit scared.
If I had written about staying on budget, I’m certain we would have had an unexpected repair. If I’d written about vegetarianism, I would have ended up at the all-bacon-buffet with no options. But I wrote about Joy. I battled depression.
I know what I put my family through when I wrote about Joy. I can only imagine what writing about Anger will do.
So I prayed some more.
I trolled Pinterest.
I jotted down a few topic ideas.
I played with a few graphics.
Picture me as a reluctant writer. This is may not be the happy stuff I like to write. I don’t get to showcase my sarcasm or wit or love of puns. I don’t get to make you laugh. I don’t get to share recipes that (hopefully) go viral on Pinterest.
Picture me as the obedient writer. I prayed hard. I proposed plan B… and plan C. But ultimately, I realized that this is what I’m supposed to write for the month.
Picture me as a fellow explorer, a companion on the journey. I am.
I’m sharing what I learn about yelling.
I’ve written a dozen posts on the subject so far. I can promise it’s not an entire month of me being ticked of and venting. It’s not 31 posts of me kvetching about my kids.
It’s a journey of finding good stuff in unlikely places.
It’s about finding PEACE in unlikely places.
Join me. The whole series will be indexed on a single page for your convenience. You can find it on my menu using the word ANGER.
If you haven’t done so already, consider starting a yelling journal of your own. (In the unlikely event that yelling isn’t how you express your anger, you can journal about your angry shopping habit too.)