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Gerrianne Pennings

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Day 300 – Dependency

For a very long time, probably as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be independent. Do my own thing, preferably without any help. This blogging adventure started that way too. Somewhere I wanted to prove to myself... Continue Reading →

Day 294 – The smell of paper

I love the smell of real books. I think being in the library as a kid on Wednesday afternoons was one of my favourite moments in the week. Often my sister and I would get the maximum number of books... Continue Reading →

Day 265 – The countdown has begun. The adventure only just started.

Can you believe it? 100 more days and then I'll be 25. Then my blog project will be over. I remember writing blog number 100. On a cold January evening. With my laptop on the kitchen table. Cat on my... Continue Reading →

Day 200 – When words flow like waves

“All my fountains are in You.” – Psalm 87 I wake up every morning reading a Psalm. After going through the Bible from front to back twice, I decided that I would like to explore the Psalms more. So I... Continue Reading →

Day 194 – Reach out and receive

My sleeping pattern has shifted. For the better I must say. In a Dutch winter it's impossible to get out of bed before 7 or 8, but here isn't so much of an issue. I wake up without an alarm... Continue Reading →

Day 191 – About a forgotten half birthday and feeling strong

"Did you realize that last week was your half birthday? You're now 24,5 years old" a special someone told me yesterday. I honestly forgot. Completely. Last Sunday, April 2nd, was my half birthday. I don't really think half birthdays are... Continue Reading →

Day 126 + day 127 – Question yourself

Two blogs today! Or two in one actually. Because I skipped the one from yesterday. I got up at 4.30 am to get to work. (I have an extra evening/weekend job to make some extra money.) Afterwards I had to do three interviews for Camp Rising Sun. All in all, a pretty full day. In between I needed a moment to do nothing, for a long bath and watching a nature documentary. As I was listen to David Attenborough, I realised that I had absolutely no interest in writing. So I questioned myself: why do I commit to writing? I am not going to follow up with my goal, if I miss a day? I came to the conclusion that even though I accepted a challenge to write every single day, I realised that forcing myself into it, is not going to be helpful to anyone. The only thing I wanted last night was to relax.

Day 113 – A letter to you

To you. Because you have a story to share. You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are like the page of a book. I can't wait to read what is coming up next. You might have never met me. But I know what gives you joy or what makes you laugh. I know what you are trying to hide or what made you cry the other day. I know why you couldn't sleep last night. I know who you are in love with or who you can't stand at the moment.

Day 91 – Last day of the year

My last blog of 2016 is here! A couple of months ago, I never would have dreamed that I would end the year with my 92nd blog post. Normally I just write about my day, something that happened and caught my interest, but as you do on the last day of the year, I want to take you through my year with all the ups and downs. My image of the day is from the moment that I came up with the idea to start this blog. The silver lines of a spider web in the warm September sunshine. These are my highlights in silver from 2016.

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