Take the leap of faith and then take one step at a time. Oh, and remember to breath.
Life would be easier if we knew how the journey ended before taking each leap, but then life would be less of an adventure.
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Thank you archivists and dedicated graduate school interns!
My admiration for archivists and interns has abundantly grown in the last hour. When a document is placed on the web for public use, but not in a manner that facilitates creating a searchable pdf, it is a massive pain and reminds me to be forever grateful to those dedicated souls who transcribe original documents for public use.
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The true measure of strength is not the ability to climb the mountain and achieve the goal, but the ability to hold onto the dream while moving forward despite the climb.
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Interpersonal connections through various modes and methods, specifically during this past two months, have reminded me of the old saying,
“You can please some of the people some of the time, but you can never please all of the people all of the time.”
There is one category starkly missing, some people can never be pleased because they are determined to be miserable.
Regardless of the justifications of misery – temporary or chronic – there is a stark difference between experiencing misery and being miserable.
Wretched, distressful events occur, but it is a choice one makes to become wretchedly distressed by the events. The key factor separating the experience of misery and being miserable is Choice.
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It is amazing how many uniformed people have such strong opinions, and such strong desires to share those opinions.
Under-informed and curious, good combination. Uninformed and angry, not such a good combination.
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Working with primary sources can be fascinating, intriguing, rewarding, and addictive. It can also lead you down tangents and make you think you should change your thesis topic entirely. U.S. presidents – who knew they said such interesting things.
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I believe that in the last week I have learned more about the way auto insurance works than I learned in the 30 some-odd years I have been driving. Sadly, it has taken an accident, three old cars, two teen drivers, and half a dozen phone calls to gain my new knowledge. Oh, and the teen drivers were not involved in the accident. I really hope this new found knowledge saves me money, but never needs to be dredged up in the future.
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The hardest part of writing a new chapter is getting the document open. It is amazing how long it takes to accomplish this simple task.
Now if I could just get the first paragraph finished, I might just find a chapter rattling around in my head.
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Never let yourself get rundown or exhausted. If you do, writers block, self-doubt, and general malaise will be your companions.
Not to mention your writing will sound much better to your own ears when you are not a weepy, blithering, sleep deprived mess.
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The recipe for a good day…
A few quality hours spent writing my thesis.
A few quality hours being a mom.
A few quality hours spending time with my husband.
A few quality hours goofing off.
Now if I can just repeat this routine daily, I will survive my thesis.
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Pithy Ponderings 