Happy Ozziversary!

Well, almost. It’s just a few weeks until we reach our one year mark of being here and I know – most of that has gone un-blogged. It hasn’t been for a lack of desire or much less for a lack of things going on. Heaven knows that’s not true. I think it all started with a thoughtless and rather defensive remark tossed my way at church in response to an earlier post. In that moment it felt like my forum for processing and sharing all of the change and growing pains of moving a young family to the polar opposite side of the planet got blown wide open for criticism instead of simply being able to share what is in my head. I’m also kind of hyper-sensitive to negativity as it relates to my personal thoughts/feelings shared in writing (this all goes back to when the student teacher in Mrs. Burns 6th grade class laughed in my face about my personal essay titled “The Ten Minutes of Time.”) – so this incident at church really struck a nerve. Granted, it was a very emotional/non-logical nerve, but still. If you ever had a rock tumbler as a kid, you have some concept of my last year. The process of refinement and growth is deeply personal and deeply painful. It can be lonely, exhilarating and bizarre before you’ve even hit lunchtime. This year has been a growing and refining experience for me. That’s not to say that it’s been all rough seas and grit but there has been enough processing that I haven’t really felt like laying bare to all the Internet.

However, in going back and re-reading earlier posts, I realised a few things. 1) I want to journal this experience. I am amazed at how quickly memories fade and are forgotten and unless I keep a record in a place where it’s pretty safe, it could all be gone except for a few pictures. An example of this is how our garage flooded shortly after moving back to Houston from Beaumont. My mission journal was in one of the boxes that was drenched and unsalvageable. So, yeah. The Internet is good for that. 2) I should not give away my power because of other’s thoughtlessness. This is MY blog and MY process and that’s about it. Appeasing the masses is above my pay grade. 3) I think what I’ve been lacking is intent and who my audience really is. Now that I feel like I’ve figured that out, I’m pretty excited to reclaim my forum.

I’m back!![


This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

6 Responses to Happy Ozziversary!

  1. Ramona says:

    Yeah! I am so glad you are back! I thrive in hearing about my children and grandchildren. Blog away!!

  2. Bethany Broderick says:

    Welcome back!

  3. Beth Alamo VanVliet says:

    So glad your back, I love reading your blog. Adventures in Australia just really can’t get be topped for subject matter, and you have such a gift with words and expressing yourself through writing, it’s truly a pleasure to read! I get what your saying about why you found yourself not blogging for so long, I think I take my blog the same way and negative comments made about it are a bit beyond me to take. In fact, it’s one of the reasons I went private….and then may have “forgot” to add the person that was being critical 😉 Glad you are back and look forward to reading!

  4. Pam says:

    Kellie, you should never have stopped writing! You are great with words and its fun to read! I’m glad to have met you and I hope you’re still enjoying your life here in oz 🙂 you’re an inspiration
    Pam xx

  5. SD says:

    People pleasing will result in constant baklava moments 🙂 keep writing x

  6. Linda says:

    I’ve always enjoyed what goes on in your head–one of my favorite heads to get a glimpse inside. And I so enjoy seeing your adventures. Do keep writing! Love you!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s