FennyPenny is a childhood nickname, a name that my sisters still call me...
But the FennyPenny that I am now is really only part of a whole... One member of a crazy-wonderful wouldn't-have-it-any-other-way family of 7...
...and it's impossible to separate the "me" from the "them" ... and I would never want to.
I'm a believer in a BIG God, and His son, Jesus. I'm wife to 1, mum to 5 and doctor to many, ...but not too many.
Doctoring filters everything I think, as does being a mum, a wife and a christian. In reverse order.
Doctoring filters everything I think, as does being a mum, a wife and a christian. In reverse order.
There are 7 bodies in our "little yellow house", not including Max, the dog. Only 3 bedrooms. 7 apple macs. We have priorities.
Like so many mums, I have a very large stash of sticky-fingered drawings, mothers' day crafts and hand-made trinkets. In fact I have 5 such stashes. And a well-read every-word-remembered "box of romance" from the love of my life. In this family, we value "rememberies", we hold on to them, we savour them, but not too much...
There is a whole lot of "now" to live too!
As to why I am blogging... it's because I'm passionate about people and their stories. I listen to them, I share my own, ...I mull over them, pray, and then attempt to collect and make some sense of the fragments,... and to write about them.
Blogging then frees up my brain-space for new thoughts and new stories. It has become a sort of old-fashioned therapy for me, a way to make more space without letting go of anything.
And in my writing, I want you to see the authentic me, real-time no-frills stream-of-thought me. The me that doesn't tick all the boxes. Because that's who I am, unpolished, imperfect, just like this blog.
Blogging then frees up my brain-space for new thoughts and new stories. It has become a sort of old-fashioned therapy for me, a way to make more space without letting go of anything.
And in my writing, I want you to see the authentic me, real-time no-frills stream-of-thought me. The me that doesn't tick all the boxes. Because that's who I am, unpolished, imperfect, just like this blog.
I believe in transparency, ...in sharing both strengths and weaknesses, the broken and the whole, the good and the bad.
There is freedom in vulnerability. When we can find our security in something and someone far greater than ourselves, we are then free to trust ourselves and our stories and our imperfect-ness with others,
...because we know that we are already so perfectly and wholly loved... regardless of and in spite of our broken-ness.
So it is my hope and my prayer, that in my ways, in my living, in my writing, that my small light might, with God's grace, illuminate even a pocket of someone else's darkness, even for just a short time.
Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile. - Mother Teresa
Please read my posts and connect with me. I'm real, I will reply, and I'd love to hear your thoughts and your stories too.
There is freedom in vulnerability. When we can find our security in something and someone far greater than ourselves, we are then free to trust ourselves and our stories and our imperfect-ness with others,
...because we know that we are already so perfectly and wholly loved... regardless of and in spite of our broken-ness.
Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile. - Mother Teresa
Please read my posts and connect with me. I'm real, I will reply, and I'd love to hear your thoughts and your stories too.