Good morning, Trench Sisters!
Wednesday marks SFTT one year anniversary! What a journey and labor of love this year has been for this lil organization and my own personal life. I'm incredibly grateful for this trench community and for those who continue to share their stories of heartache and triumph. I said I wanted to grow us at snail pace and gather brave honest women into our ranks and have been blessed with just that. Please take this week to read and encourage past authors as well as join me for our one year anniversary Facebook live (see details below).
Our Remembering You series continues this week with three more stories of love and loss. Autumn and Heidi share of their children, their love and their grief. On Wednesday there will be a special guest post by one of my favorite people on the planet, my husband's grandfather. An honor to share to his story of love, loss and grief on our one year anniversary.
You can still read the stories from last week by clicking down below or heading to the website.
Join me for our next Facebook Live on Wednesday, October 25th at 8:00 p.m. central time. Celebrate our one year anniversary with SFTT news!
NEEDS & OPPORTUNITIES
Our 2016 Surviving the Holiday series was so much a success that we are bringing it back this year. Share how you move through the holiday season while carrying a broken heart, finalizing your divorce, fighting illness or dealing with difficult family members. We need six to eight more stories for this series that starts in November so begin your story submission here.
We are looking for a Creative Director - partner with SFTT in moving our vision and mission forward. Someone who thinks outside the box, knowledgable about ongoings in social media/marketing/public relations and who has the rare gift of creativity. Oversee social media, marketing and partnerships. If you or someone you know would be a good fit, please email me!
Founder, Stories from the Trenches
We are halfway through our remodeling project and living out of a suitcase. I write this from my neighbor/shaman/amazing friend's comfy couch while her cat, Twiggy, tries to nuzzle me for attention. She opened her home for the four of us and it is filled with little girl giggles, light and love. I'm so grateful for doing life with my neighbor and a comfy bed to sleep in while my own home gets a beautiful makeover. Any big projects coming up for you?
We grew up in a nice town, and our neighborhood felt like something out of Mr. Roger's; it was very pleasant and family friendly. I fondly remember the times I would ride bikes with my friends, play at the park, or go to our small private beach. Sometimes we would just sit on the dock with our feet in the water, watching the waves roll in, soaking in the beauty and solitude of those moments. The calm and peaceful atmosphere of the lake was comforting and the beach quickly became my safe haven.
REMEMBERING CARLISLE JASPER ABAGULUM
I had always wanted children. I remember in school, when we would have those assignments about where we saw ourselves in ten or twenty years, I would always say that I saw myself being either a pediatrician or an obstetrician—as well as being a wife and mother.