My Journey of Faith: Out of Place

The drive home was not as grueling as the ride to. Isn't that strange? We drove through beautiful Southern Utah and continued all the way north. It was dark by the time we arrived, and the kids were fatigued and sleepy. Once we entered our city, we felt like foreigners. Strangers in a strange land. More so when we stepped into our house.

My kids felt weird. I felt weird. We all noted how out of place we felt. I've never felt that way about returning home, especially after a 20 hour drive! We felt it was odd how, after only spending two days and half away, we felt so fast-rooted there.

Have you ever felt misplaced in your own home?

My Journey of Faith: Stories and Places

During our stay, my cousin took me to visit my grandparents' gravesites. I felt a longing deep inside, mourning how I had not known them. I visited the place where my grandma was baptised, and many other places dear to me that I've never visited before and I've visited this beautiful city many times
before as a child.

The gravesite

Where Grandma was baptised (1915)

Babykins!

Amazing how my grandma found a love for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, even in those days! Her mother, my Great Grandma Maria, was busy as a medium, communicating with ghosts for a living, and thus, left Grandma to what she desired.

We also did some sight seeing. The Riverwalk is a romantical place no one should ever miss! It runs under the busy city streets, lined with businesses with open patios overlooking the river! I've always loved the stonework in the arching bridge walkways and the cobbled stone paths.

Riverwalk by street level

a Riverwalk garden

My family entering the Alamo 5 minutes before closing. Hehe

The Alamo courtyard

The entire time we were there, we felt right at home. We belonged there. My children absolutely loved it and better, the family!

Have you been somewhere that spoke directly to your heart?

My Journey of Faith: Strong Pull

After sharing with my aunt how exciting it would be to pay her a visit--the last time I saw her was when I was 15--we set plans to visit in the early part of August. I shared with her how interesting it was how we felt a strong pull to visit and she wondered what would transpire.

She shared with us some very inspiring stories on how Heavenly Father had led her from Florida to Texas and how they followed without question, how the Lord had laid out a pathway for them and how much they were blessed.

With wonder in our hearts, we visited Texas, ecstatic to be reunited with family my husband and children have never met! The 20 hour drive was a huge challenge with five kids, including a toddler, from fights, to meltdowns, to incessant complaints. But we survived and felt blessed to have made it on one piece. We arrived from the 9th of August after having left the evening of the 6th and stayed until Tuesday midday on the the 11th. We arrived back home the 13th, midnight.

What is the craziest road trip you've taken?

My Journey of Faith: How it Started

Have you ever felt a push into an entirely different direction and couldn't explain why? This is what my family is going through and I'm going share our journey of faith here on my blog. A journey that will carry you through it all, even past the day of arrival... (I will post every day until I am caught up with current events and then I will post as things go along, please bear with me!)

As I child, I learned how much of a difficult childhood my father had. How his mother and sisters "abused" him. I've never heard it any other way. Then one day, May the 15th to be exact, I decided to get into touch with my aunt, his sister, and ask her what her side of the story was. I learned so much, and it opened my eyes.

Well, my aunt and I grew closer and we've spent hours on the phone, laughing and catching up. Then one day on June 11, a thought suddenly hit. I asked her if it was possible that we could visit her in Texas. She responded later that evening that we are welcome and how her daughter and grandkids are excited to meeting their cousins. Then on July 21, my hubby said that he couldn't shake the feeling that we should go down and visit Texas. Did he know that I'd been thinking the same thing? We both felt that the Lord had something for us to learn there. Guess what it was?

Have you ever felt inspired to do something without an explanation?

#IWSG Author wrapped in a Cocoon

by Moi

So with school having started 2 weeks ago and my children facing personal crisis and our vehicles breaking down, I am left with myself and my thoughts amidst the eye of the whirl. I finally feel my muse stirring from the cobwebs I have built around him. I feel the magical sparks effervesce inside the universe of my innerspace, however, I am not in a place or time where I am free to write.

My personal time is not my own. It is down to nil. I am unintentionally letting slip my blog as well as my other social media. A lot of the time, it feels self-serving to post things on FB. I am losing grip with my spunky authorly self!

I feel as if I am at a writerly impasse within myself and though it makes me sad, I know what I must do! (A lot of the time I feel like a fairy with broken wings, watching mournfully the others flitter about in joyous laughter as they prance in the eventide air and I, grounded to my misery of flightlessness.)

I don't doubt that when I am done with this cocoon stage in my life (right now it is family first), I will bloom.


What writerly challenges are you facing right now?