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Hi, I'm Whitney.

I'm 20-something, happily married, happily employed, and living in Florida with my husband and my dog.
I grew up in TN, and sometimes I miss it. I love laughter, chocolate, and Jesus.

Other than that, all you need to know is - this blog is my journey of discovering what it means to be made by God, for God, and how to live like the loved, called and chosen daughter of the King that He says I am.
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I thought of something else I’d like to do to tag onto yesterday.  Social media often gets a lot of flack for being an invasion of privacy or a waste of time or a dangerous new way to bully, etc, etc.  And while people can certainly turn it into a lot of those things, it can also be used for SO much good.  I’d love to take the same kind of user-submitted platform that focuses on negative, albeit funny things, like FML, MLIA, or TFLN, but to make it more encouraging/inspiring.  So basically to have a “social encouragement” blog where users would just submit how they use technology - SM, mobile, whatever - to make someone’s life better.  A random act of kindness, a tweet-a-thon adoption drive, an encouraging blog comment (or swarm of comments via Love Bomb.. which I LOVE.)  It would be incredibly easy to set up via tumblr, but I’m not sure enough “social encouragement” is happening though to create a ton of happy, fuzzy experiences all in one place.  I’m also not sure I could convince enough people to take part. But I think it would be pretty rad.  So yeah.

Okay, on to today’s topic:

Something you hope you never have to do.

There are plenty of things I hope I never have to do.  How could I possibly pick just one?  I hope I never have to lose someone I love (as unrealistic as that is).  I hope I never have to choose between a rock and a hard place (which is also inevitable.)  I hope I never have to skydive.  I know that sounds lame, but my husband wants to skydive, but the idea of the ground flying towards my face makes me want to hyperventilate.  I just have no interest. 

But just because I hope I never have to do these things doesn’t mean I can’t suffer through them if I had to.  There’s always something to learn.  The one thing that seems unfathomable, unbearable, and utterly impossible to think about because it’s too hard and surreal and hurts too much to imagine would be losing Josh.  He’s my best friend, soulmate, love of my life, etc., etc.  I can’t imagine a world that he’s not in.  I live near a 55+ community, so I often find myself sharing the Publix aisles with the elderly.  I overheard one woman describing the loss of her husband and her life without him about a month ago.  My heart shredded and tore and burned for her.  I can’t fathom that kind of pain.  But that’s as much as I’ll say because there is no good reason whatsoever to think about that right now.