Back Where I Come From, day 30

Suzanne Gunter McClendon hosted the Back Where I Come From Challenge during the month of September and I was lucky enough to discover it quickly thanks to Barbara over at Teleporting Weena.

Day 30: Reflection post: What did you think of this challenge? Did you enjoy it? Do you have any suggestions for 2018’s challenge song?

This is the last post of the challenge and I find myself feeling nostalgic about it.  I never expected that simply by answering varied questions about the town where I grew up to be cathartic, yet that is what occurred.

The questions were loosely based on a Kenny Chesney song that I had never heard until beginning this challenge.  Both the song and the questions brought back long lost memories, some good…others absolutely horrible. Yet, I needed to remember those times. I needed to work through some emotionally burdensome realities of my life.

I was an abused child. My Mother was the abuser, and Dad was ineffectual at reducing or stopping the abuse from occurring. There were some wonderful times during my childhood, and I am grateful that many of them resurfaced during this challenge.

Abused children tend to see the abuse as their own fault..the thought that we deserve the abuse circles around in our minds and hearts without end..until something happens to help them see that it isn’t their fault. I can look back at my childhood now with the eyes and knowledge of an adult and put them in their proper place….far in the past and unimportant now.

Now, I can look back at my childhood with the eyes and knowledge of an adult and put them in their proper place….far in the past and unimportant.

Finally, I was able to simply acknowledge that these incidents made me stronger and helped to form the woman that I am today.

We never know when we blog whether or not our words will impact our readers.

We simply write the words that need to come out of our minds, our souls, and hope for the best.

Suzanne, you can rest assured that your words, your blog, your challenge was not only cathartic but life-affirming.

It may have been simply something to blog about to other participants, I don’t know.  But to me, it was a blessing and a gift.

And I thank you.

5 thoughts on “Back Where I Come From, day 30

  1. Alan Jackson also did “where I come from”
    I was chasin’ sun on 101
    Somewhere around Ventura
    I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
    This tall lady stopped and asked
    If I had plans for dinner
    Said no thanks ma’am, back home
    We like the girls that sing soprano


    1. oh gosh…never heard that before! thanks for the laughter!


  2. I’ve really enjoyed reading about your hometown memories. I’m glad it was helpful to you to go back over them. I’ll miss doing the questions, too, until next year. …Suzanne had the challenge last year, too, and called it, 19 Somethin’, with a lot of good questions to answer. Maybe you would want to take a look at those? … Now, if you’re interested in another kind of challenge, there is one which starts tomorrow (Oct. 1st). It’s a Halloween themed one and goes for the whole month. Here’s a link to the page, if you want to check it out! 🙂


    1. yea! I love the challenges! Thanks Barbara!


  3. Awww Suze, what a sweet thing to say. I appreciate your kind comments very much. I am glad that our September challenge has been a help to you. It is always my hope to be a help, not a hindrance, to make a difference. You’ve made me smile this morning and I thank you so much for that. 🙂

    I’m glad that Barbara let you know about the challenge. She’s one cool gal and always has something interesting to say.

    Have you ever heard of Five Minute Friday? They are having a 31 Days challenge for the month of October. Here’s the link where you can read more about it: 31 Days of Five Minute Friday. I’m not going to be able to do any month-long challenges this October because I have a lot to catch up on otherwise with the publicists, but I may use these prompts in my personal journal as I can.

    Have a blessed day and thanks again for your kind words. I can’t express how much they mean to me.


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