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Gerrianne Pennings

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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.

Day 50 – To choose or not to choose

The first 50 days are over! I freaking did it. Wrote 50 blogs so far. And you know what? I am proud of myself for sticking with it. This weekend I visited one of my dear camp sisters in Maastricht. I wrote about that yesterday. She asked me: "how do you keep finding inspiration?" Being at day 50, I decided to engage with that question. How do I find inspiration to write? To be very honest with you, it's as simple as making a choice to write about what happens. Observing the little things in life, like the sun breaking through the clouds while crossing the river in Maastricht and connecting those observations to wider thoughts somewhere floating around in my mind.

Day 32 – One month of being 24

One month. That sounds like so much and nothing at the same time. Today is 2 November 2016. So that means I have been 24 years old for one month now. Time for a little bit of reflection and looking forward. It hasn't necessarily been an easy month. In many ways it's been a wonderful with a lot of positive days, but there have also been a few days in which I wasn't so happy. A few lessons learned.

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