Whatever Works, and I have been e-mailing back and forth about how to improve our blogs, how to make them more interactive, and how to make them more authentic and reflective of who we really are. Let's face it-- blogging can be very difficult. It takes time to find both your voice and your audience as a blogger. It also takes time to get comfortable with sharing some of the more intimate parts of your life. It's hard to tell readers about what I'm struggling with. Yet, without getting into the gritty parts of life, my readers will never know who I really am, and my blog will never be authentic or intimate. Like Jen wrote about the video for Nine Inch Nail's cover of Johnny Cash's Hurt, the video captures the truth of the human experience. I hope that someday my writing evolves to the same level. So what makes today so special? Today, Anne and I are going to reveal more of ourselves through our 7 Quick Takes posts, and we are asking YOU, our readers, to PLEASE leave a comment on what you would like to see us expand on in a future blog entry next week. Please help us, fellow bloggers, to be more authentic!
here. I get all teary eyed, anxious, and feel sick to my stomach admitting all this to the world. I'm uncomfortable discussing it. However, I bring these health issues up because they have posed some unique difficulties to me as a Catholic. What does a Catholic do when the treatment options presented to her are contrary to her moral beliefs (such as hormonal contraceptives and ablation)? I'm lucky enough to have a NFP OBGYN here in California, but when I lived in Nevada, I wasn't as lucky. That was a major reason why I put off seeing a doctor for so long.
after my trip to the emergency room, I was told to follow up with my regular OBGYN immediately. The problem was I didn't have one. After calling several doctors, I finally found one who was willing to see me that day. Little did I know, he was an abortionist. The abortion doctor revealed this to me during our consult. It was a crazy encounter (especially since I'm one of those pro-life ladies who prays outside clinics). Let's just say the whole thing was stranger than fiction, and I left the clinic offering to adopt a baby because apparently, that's the kind of crazy Catholic I am now, the kind of lady who leaves her cell phone number with a madman in hopes that he'll randomly call one day.
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