tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post4966480195800845618..comments2024-03-14T05:57:19.066-07:00Comments on Pure and Simple: When I Grow UpDebrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-47889768279679310072011-07-29T03:41:25.396-07:002011-07-29T03:41:25.396-07:00What a delightful story! As a child, I really want...What a delightful story! As a child, I really wanted to be a pilot, an astronaut, a singer, a dancer. Didn't become any of those, haha! I do remember being talkative and opinionated even at a very young age that my first and second grade teachers remarked on that in my report card. <br /><br />Thanks for sharing your story Debra. Made me smile recalling my own childhood experiences.Hamlet's Lairhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00527847092864057347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-43974335719877533012011-06-05T08:57:51.035-07:002011-06-05T08:57:51.035-07:00Hi Debra,
So interesting - all of this convergence...Hi Debra,<br />So interesting - all of this convergence I am receiving from people's posts lately in conjunction with my own personal experiences! Three days ago, I would have answered your question differently. But, now, I have to say I am who I wanted to be when I grew up and now I am ready to grow more. Such a wonderful place to be right now. Thank you for this question to help me become aware.<br />Love, Lindaimlindaihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00309058632571655010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-28184005520460449642011-05-31T12:09:29.673-07:002011-05-31T12:09:29.673-07:00@ Aaron – likewise, your words flow so effortlessl...@ Aaron – likewise, your words flow so effortlessly. I’m doing a follow up to this post, so come on back and let us hear all the many passions you are fulfilling.<br /><br />@ Alejandro - I don’t know if you are a professional cartoonist or not, but you have a gift for making others smile and snicker. You are a natural fun-maker!Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-57163709607698358862011-05-31T05:02:14.310-07:002011-05-31T05:02:14.310-07:00Loved it Debra truly did. Your words out on your b...Loved it Debra truly did. Your words out on your blog are always so smooth ans delightful. Now what did I want to be when I grew up? A cartoonist also an Astronaut...<br /><br />Cheers Aalejandro guzmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08444725035058665346noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-47724699678890240732011-05-31T04:41:58.636-07:002011-05-31T04:41:58.636-07:00Debra,
You don't need to copy others work now....Debra,<br />You don't need to copy others work now. Your writing is so eloquent and inspiring. I always love my trips to your page. The words seem to flow so effortlessly for you.<br /><br />I unfortunately don't remember what I wanted to be when I grew up, but I make up for by adding as many passionate hobbies as my heart can handle :)Aaronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07599480576917082694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-45382470169912308722011-05-30T12:52:24.937-07:002011-05-30T12:52:24.937-07:00We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a...We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. <br />But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop. <br />~ Mother Teresa<br /><br /><br />In the ocean of blogs, there are a few drops that do make a difference. My response to your comment was heartfelt. And this teacher who couldn’t believe that her student possessed such a gift should have just quit her day job :)Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-1919084286851872802011-05-29T22:53:28.133-07:002011-05-29T22:53:28.133-07:00Debra, oh my. You gave me the ultimate smile and c...Debra, oh my. You gave me the ultimate smile and compliment with your words! To stir the heart, to capture the imagination, and to leave people irrevocably changed...that's my continuing goal with my writing. To know I hit that chord occasionally is precious beyond belief, so thank you again for taking time to deliver that message, dear one.<br /><br />In return, when I visit here, I find an ineffable sense of that bright, happy space. Your blog is always welcoming, always enjoyable, and always a place of quiet strength. You make a difference in the world, also, my sweet! <br /><br />~ DawnHealing Morninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03236609802381940498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-48828390110923189392011-05-29T17:56:20.494-07:002011-05-29T17:56:20.494-07:00@ Nelieta – a lawyer? Somehow, lawyer doesn’t qu...@ Nelieta – a lawyer? Somehow, lawyer doesn’t quite seem right for you. But then, I’ve never heard you talk and debate, so it’s possible that you missed your call after all :) Just kidding. You have such a fine traveling blog with such awesome photography, all tied together with your words and presented in a beautiful package. Kudos! <br /><br />@ Dawn – I have no doubt in my mind that you are a born writer. Of all the Memorial Day writing I’ve ever read, yours is quintessential in quality and depth, and did I mention stirring? For you were able to engage the heart - a rare gift. Admittedly, I often skim blog material because all too many posts are just plain trite, didactic, sloppy, or boring. I cringe when I open some and even bother to give a cursory glance. But you, girl, got what it takes to captivate readers. Bravo!Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-47801863882352436842011-05-29T16:54:37.234-07:002011-05-29T16:54:37.234-07:00I, too, wanted to be a writer. My elementary schoo...I, too, wanted to be a writer. My elementary school experiences were the other side of the coin where I DID write original stories and the teachers didn't believe a child of my age could possibly be capable of producing that level of intellect and quality. *L* I remember each episode quite clearly and the outrage that I felt upon having my honor and creativity impugned. Rather than discouraging me, I ignored the doubters and naysayers and kept scribbling away. Some things are just integral to our Soul, I think. This is what I was born to do. :)<br /><br />~ DawnHealing Morninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03236609802381940498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-65955595253236018282011-05-29T14:24:22.920-07:002011-05-29T14:24:22.920-07:00What a wonderful story Debra! I had to giggle :) I...What a wonderful story Debra! I had to giggle :) I always wanted to be a lawyer (because I love to debate and talk..lol)<br /><br /><a href="http://nelietatravellingadventures.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Nelieta travel blog</a>Nelmitravel - Nelieta Mishchenkohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00657335005793856123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-20018369945532768592011-05-28T16:13:26.962-07:002011-05-28T16:13:26.962-07:00Sukanyabora - From what I just read on your site a...Sukanyabora - From what I just read on your site about aging parents, I think you should. The writing world could use more people with hearts of gold to inspire others.Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-10234714340177902132011-05-28T13:27:30.764-07:002011-05-28T13:27:30.764-07:00Nice...and you continue to display your talent wit...Nice...and you continue to display your talent with your writings. <br />i wanted to be so many things growing up but never a writer and now, i find myself thinking about becoming one all too often:-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-79088169682833700572011-05-27T13:46:54.384-07:002011-05-27T13:46:54.384-07:00Cathy – First, welcome back from your sabbatical. ...Cathy – First, welcome back from your sabbatical. Did we ever finish our story? Barbara Kingsolver must have imagined herself a missionary too, having written The Poisonwood Bible. Or was this based on real life? I’m not sure. <br />I’m not familiar with Barbara Cooney, or her children’s story, Miss Rumphius, but I know how you must have felt when she stole your imaginary setting! I hate it when that happens: when someone else steals my original ideas :)Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-83691917631987141192011-05-27T11:31:59.243-07:002011-05-27T11:31:59.243-07:00When I was a young girl I wanted to travel and, de...When I was a young girl I wanted to travel and, despite the fact that I wasn't officially 'religious', become a missionary travel to Africa and help people. When I grew old, I would be a writer who lived in a little stone cottage surrounded by hollyhocks and craggy rocks by the edge of a wild, windy sea. Imagine my surprise when, in 1982, I discovered the childrens' story, Miss Rumphius, by Barbara Cooney. Miss Rumphius is a storybook character right out of my own heart...Cathy Khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02583711805721501577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-66953282089079123162011-05-27T10:48:41.925-07:002011-05-27T10:48:41.925-07:00William I wonder if you’re still interested in p...William I wonder if you’re still interested in politics, even though you no longer aspire to be a politician… Is this a part of life that you abandoned to center more on Christ, or is it possible to do both? Because I honestly don’t know. I’ve heard both sides. I know some (but few) who seem to have a passion for God and fervor for politics as well, hoping to affect positive change in government.Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-83704232069193747732011-05-27T08:58:09.231-07:002011-05-27T08:58:09.231-07:00I wanted to be a politician when I gew up! Specif...I wanted to be a politician when I gew up! Specifically, I wanted to be President. I was raised in a <i>very</i> political family, and we talked about politics constantly. As I grew into my teen years, I became obsessively involved in politics: this was in the 1960s. Only my conversion to Jesus Christ, a month before my twentieth birthday, delivered me from a course of action that would probably have destroyed me.<br /><br />But I, too, knew that I wanted to write, and had to write, from my preteen years!Williamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11497737159218163331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-14417033462632477462011-05-26T22:50:06.992-07:002011-05-26T22:50:06.992-07:00Debbie – weren’t those report cards intimidating? ...Debbie – weren’t those report cards intimidating? :( In trying to establish a pattern, I’d like to determine if those who had to write those dreadful sentences now enjoy writing more than most, or less? <br /><br />Did you take dance lessons? Do you still keep a journal, or just blog as a journaling outlet?Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-37826334812082125332011-05-26T19:34:45.670-07:002011-05-26T19:34:45.670-07:00Great post Debra, I had to write too many times. I...Great post Debra, I had to write too many times. I will not talk to much in school and it was always on my reports home "deborah talks to much" <br /><br />I wanted to be a ballerina... and as far back as I remember I kept a journal and an art diary. <br /><br />http://scattermusings.blogspot.com/2011/05/if-you-can-forgive-but.htmlAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16972739790941695481noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-25132924480583102362011-05-26T19:15:42.826-07:002011-05-26T19:15:42.826-07:00Pastor Duke – So you’ve always known you wanted to...Pastor Duke – So you’ve always known you wanted to be a pastor?Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-35598195887804685772011-05-26T18:18:25.711-07:002011-05-26T18:18:25.711-07:00Oh Me!Oh Me!Pastor Dukehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09955009820616288609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-16381114183592416012011-05-26T16:01:40.476-07:002011-05-26T16:01:40.476-07:00@ Laura – Journaling has always been private for m...@ Laura – Journaling has always been private for me too, a place to record my innermost thoughts and feelings, dreams, and even prayers. <br />I just went over to “Laura’s Thoughts on Scripture” and commented. And look forward to checking out “Wentworth County Quiltworks” next. <br /><br />@A. Marie – Because I grew up on a farm, I wanted to move as far from the rural scene as possible when I grew up. Day in, day out, I had to work until I was tired to the bone; it was like slave labor. <br />My mother was the one who adored flowers and planted them all over the yard. And now, in the heart of the city we have our share of lovely yellow (and purple and pink and red) and every color of flower under the sun growing in our yard. I stopped by and commented on your recent post.Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-14464717602265847072011-05-26T14:34:34.481-07:002011-05-26T14:34:34.481-07:00When I was little, I wanted to be a farmer; I want...When I was little, I wanted to be a farmer; I wanted to live in the country and have a house with lots of yellow flowers all around. <br /><br />Well, I didn't become a farmer, and I don't live in town, but I do love to garden and I live on the edge of town, so that sort of counts. I also have lots of yellow flowers! :)A.Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06106004037607712134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-10998244191505007622011-05-26T13:52:17.572-07:002011-05-26T13:52:17.572-07:00I still don't know what I want to be when I gr...I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up, really. Writing to me has always been a private thing, a way to express my deepest feelings in a journal. Who would've thought anyone would want to read what I write? <br /><br />My imagination for fiction writing left me when I left school, although I still read plenty of fiction. With my "Laura's Thoughts on Scripture" and "Wentworth County Quiltworks" blogs I now record journals of a different sort, but still thoughts and ideas and ideas brought to fruition.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-34569854144293224362011-05-26T11:16:44.202-07:002011-05-26T11:16:44.202-07:00Kriti – Your teacher who allowed carte blanche wri...Kriti – Your teacher who allowed carte blanche writing is certainly worth emulating. These teachers are few and far between. Nowadays most use writing prompts to get the students going, as so few kids these days have any imagination and have no clue what to do unless things are prearranged.Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02273349436461781371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392676309476353391.post-29406802631210500132011-05-26T00:08:28.626-07:002011-05-26T00:08:28.626-07:00Debra for the longest time we were told to write w...Debra for the longest time we were told to write whatever came to our mind - fantasy or real. It was way too much fun even then. I always wanted to be that teacher who instructed us thus. That was my ambition : )Kritihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06827714509776261027noreply@blogger.com