About the Wayfarer

I am a woman out of the Lost & Found.

Woman.

Gosh, it’s been fast. The little girl feeling from first grade is a clear memory. How many annual calendar pages do you tear off in 40 years? 480. Beyond the 1/10 of these sheets that mark my prologue in Korea, my life divides into thirds. The first chapter written in NYC, the second in PA that suburbanized the college girl, the third in CA that ruralized the wife and mom. (At least against the zip and dash of life in the Big Apple. Cows across the street now.)

Motherhood consumed me in its centripetal force. Okay, I let it – in my determination to be the best darned mom I knew how (any resolution cemented with best darned certain to unglue). What was it about turning 40 that felt so different? Was it the crest of my climb, a sure descent from here? Or could I borrow a lesson from Moses? He had it made until the mistake that cost him his crown to Egypt at 40. Surely he’d done himself in. The next forty years on the run he became a family man tending sheep. Little did he know God had all the time in the world and had him on training ground to be humbled and readied to shepherd a nation out of slavery – in the four decades ahead.  No coincidence that a human baby is full term through 40 weeks.

When I hit the age that embodies spiritual gestation, something happened. I remembered I was more than a mother. Motherhood is no less my solemn charge today than it has been the last six years. But the woman God had created to reflect Him in her way before she birthed her child had gone missing. I remembered that writing is how I breathe.

[color]sunset shot21 copySo I’m no longer holding my breath.

See here the stones collected along the shore of my wayfaring, some posts light and colorful, others not. Relationships, identity, learning, time, faith, hope, the physical, the invisible. I see God’s handprints everywhere. Whatever catches my eye in the journey, I hold up to you. I offer no secrets to growing a money tree, have no magic in these hands to captivate you with aesthetics. You’ll see the photos, some videos and information, but largely stories and what I hope you welcome as insight. The best I’ve got for you are words. A wordsmith, I’ve been sculpting pictures from the wayfaring. Single guys read me as the moms do. Artists and thinkers have joined me. So I speak of it all – not just the parenting or homeschooling or my faith. But of the things we share by virtue of our humanity.  Hence a holistic journey.

Diana

1,614 thoughts on “About the Wayfarer

  1. Diana,
    I am amazed that you took the time to visit and comment on my blog post. What a wonderful writer you are, I have certainly enjoyed my time here this morning. I am not a writer but I do love to read. I I will be reading and enjoying your posts as I can. I could spend hours here reading and enjoying if I had nothing else to do. Reading about the orchid blooming gave me a smile. That was nice after finding out about your son’s allergy to the other plants. I have no luck with pot plants and over the years I have been very surprised when one lived and bloomed for a time. Kudos to you orchids are not easy to grow and care for in my opinion.

    Thank you for visiting my blog. Mags

    • SoundEagle would like to concur with Mags Pooh and Chancy about Diana and what she has been writing. Indeed, Diana writes expressively with conviction and vividness, and we are given glimpses of her mind and inner worlds on her published posts, each of which is a canvas in their own right, and each a gem encapsulating her insight. Thank you.

      As for Diana’s foray into orchids, SoundEagle would like to offer you the opportunity to become a reader or follower of a special website at http://queenslandorchid.wordpress.com

  2. Beautifully put. Like you, forty was a big turning point for me. My life and voice had been on hold too, but for very different reasons. Here’s to what wonders forty and everything after has to offer us 🙂

  3. Hi Diana,
    Thanks for dropping by. Can totally relate to your ‘Change @ 40’ movement, as I am undergoing the same myself. Turned 40 in December, and realized that if I do not follow my dream of becoming a writer now, I probably never will. So quit my job as a media professional and started this blog, where I write one story a day, some are long, some are short, some with pictures, some without, some prose, some verse, but all 100% me! Cheerios.

  4. I am constantly drawn to this page, and each time I come back, I find that I understand a bit more of what you’ve shared. It’s how I know I’ve grown a little more.

  5. I just discovered your blog! Your writing is beautiful and resonates with me. Thank you for visiting my site and liking my latest post! I’m still new to blogging and value the feedback tremendously. Best wishes, Leslie

  6. Thanks for the like of my poem “The Causeway” – glad you enjoyed it and the encouragement is most welcome 🙂

    Thanks for being so open about what faith, love, life and parenting has revealed and taught you on this journey through life. I hope you have many more adventures!

    Neil

    • Hi Gina,

      I saw that the intense writing had kept you away. Always a good thing in my book! Writing like that is a hard, joyful liberation. Thank you for your time and I’m glad to see you enjoyed my work.

      Diana

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