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Can You Be a Lynda See?

It's hard to forget the awkward first days of college.  After living a fairly sheltered life, I moved halfway across the country to go college in Florida.  It rained two straight weeks when I got there.  Even having my best friend from high school as a roommate could not assuage my homesickness.  All I wanted to do was go home and learn how to cut hair.  (makes me laugh a little to think about - thank God for unanswered prayer, right?)   I had a hard time deciding what I wanted to be or to study.  I started out with Youth Ministry, then Secondary Education in English and Music. Then in the second semester of freshman English comp, we had to find a paraphrase a Shakespearean sonnet.  And I recall how nervous I felt when Mrs. See passed out those papers and skipped me.  Everyone got their paper back but me.  She gave us an assignment to begin on  and came and sat at the desk in front of me, turned toward me and handed me my paper. "Lisa, what's your major?" she as

I Found Out Why

Mark Twain said that "the two most important days in your life are the day you are born and the day you find out why.  And there's no formula or predetermined time frame for that process, and it IS a process.  I was born on a snowy day in Missouri several undisclosed number of years ago.  I found out why several undisclosed number of years after that - actually quite recently.  I was born to be a writer.  That's what this blog and   www.LisaJCamp.com is for. I'm a writer.  Whether or not I ever hit the New York Times best sellers list, whether it's passive income or less,  a writer is who I am and who I choose to be.  Some of you have been part of the embryonic days, the days at Tipitee's Cafe.  After 7 years of blogging, the cafĂ© has closed.  Some of the posts that were there will be part of collections in the future, but with fresh perspective and presentation.  Some of you have been part of the discovery, part of the falling away

The Reinvention of Me

Sometimes, life goes exactly as planned.  That has never been my experience, but I'm sure it's true.  Somewhere, somehow for someone life must be according to their plan.  I need to believe this.  I'm just OCD enough to feel like I know where I'm going in this world. If it's true that "man makes plans and God laughs", He might be red-faced, trying to catch His breath, with sore abs right about now at the everlasting chuckle I give Him in making plans for my life.   So what are you going to do when you're single, over 40 and find yourself unemployed in an economy that made the Carter Administration sound like the "Good Old Days"?  You reinvent yourself.  Embrace this season of your life to appreciate all the friendships you've neglected, learn a new hobby, finish some projects, and contemplate what you really want to do and who you really want to be - who you're really   meant   to be. So that's my plan... embrace th