For my loyal readers, don’t worry – contrary to understandable belief, I am not dead. Yet.
Please hold your applause as well as your sighs of disbelief. I’ve just been (as you’ve come to undoubtedly expect) busy with life and work and other unmentionable things that may eventually get mentioned in this space.
If this is your first time at the RCM Blog, welcome!! I invite you to grab a cup of whatever makes you happy yet doesn’t land you in the Confessional and get to know me a bit better. Feel free to ask me questions. All the questions. I will respond. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon. Ish. Soonish.
Blessedly, I haven’t been so busy that I was unable to jump (up and down – several times) at the opportunity to join the amazing team at The Catholic Conspiracy. Here’s an explanatory snippet about TCC for your reading pleasure:
The Catholic Conspiracy bloggers are faithful to the Magisterium, in love with Jesus Christ and His Church, and dedicated to bringing Him to the world. We are not a news site. We don’t have correspondents in Rome. We don’t have a secret agenda, and we don’t collaborate from a hidden base somewhere in North America. We’re not hatching plots to infiltrate centers of higher education and government (although that does sound pretty cool!). We’re not here to subvert Church teaching, or promulgate dissent, or foment division. Our mission is our tagline: Catholic bloggers conspiring to bring Christ to the world.
So, without further ado, may the games begin. Until next time, God bless y’all.
P.S. Ad multos annos to Rebecca Frech, Larry D, et al for allowing me to join the party. May they live long enough to not regret their decision.
My last post here was about being sick. And, while I’m better (it wasn’t consumption – it was bronchitis), I am still pretty wiped out a lot of the time But the wiped-out-edness might also be because the TVPCrew and I are recording our next round of episodes beginning tomorrow (15 episodes in all) AND I’m co-hosting the first Blessed Brunch Wednesday, and, overall, scrambling trying to advertise, promote, fund, organize, and generally deliver the women’s conference I hadn’t planned on being responsible for this year.
Is that seven things yet? Well, it should be if it isn’t. So, while all these other things are swirling about (and my husband’s starting a new job in a week – NBD), I had a chance to write my latest post for CatholicMom.com, aptly titled, “When Mama doesn’t have time to be sick.”
Okay – who *does* have time to be sick, anyway? Not many people I know, that’s for sure. But for busy Moms hoping to enjoy summer vacation with their families while simultaneously tackling a “to-do” list the length of a pro-NBA player’s arm, now, sweet Baby Jesus, is not the time to be sick. Perhaps, like me, you’ve been struck with a pesky illness during these hot summer days, and wonder how to take care of yourself amidst the loads of laundry and bickering siblings and phone calls that need returning.
Please read the whole thing and love it and hold it and call it George here.
Until next time, y’all, take GOOD CARE of yourself. You are worth it!
Over the past year or so, I’ve become acutely aware of the push and pull that surrounds writing publicly about personal things. Because, let’s face it – whether two or 10,000 read what I write – it’s out there nonetheless. How much sharing is too much? What happens when you don’t share enough? Certainly, some experiences are intensely private, and are simply not intended for public consumption, so they remain a mystery to the outside world. Other times, details of challenges come flowing out, and I hear that others have helped or encouraged by what I’ve shared.
It was with this balancing act in mind that I finally sat down to write my About page a few months ago. While I’m happy with how it turned out, I’m still considering – what is the “why” behind my writing? What is my voice? What do I, Heather Renshaw, have to offer that is not already done so brilliantly by so many others? I feel God calling me to go deeper, to get more personal, and yet I am also hesitant because, whenever we allow ourselves to be vulnerable, we open ourselves up for more potential criticism and rejection. And that can be painful. And as much as I try to fool myself into thinking that I simply don’t care what others think (I’m not listening … tra la la la!), that’s just a big, fat lie.
Here’s the thing, y’all – I want to be very honest, because, at my core, I am a truth-telling storyteller. I want to help people with my words. As a Mom, I tell my kids to be brave and strong and true – and I need to live that by my example. But sometimes the truth is difficult. And painful. And complicated.
Anyway. I will keep pondering these things – both in my head + heart – and perhaps they may end up on a blog post somewhere, too.
On a MUCH lighter note, the kind and generous Martina from Catholic Sistas asked some fellow writers to spill the beans about our blogs, and my responses are featured today! Head on over there to check out even more of what I had to say about this whole crazy blogging thing and some other fun stuff, too.
It’s been a while. Almost a year! I can’t believe it. I am hoping to get back into the swing of life beyond 140 characters. Perhaps you’ll be interested to read what I have to say, perhaps not. I am learning: it’s all good.