It’s My Birthday….Well Almost #2

Tomorrow, if I’m honest. But I’m going to continue a series of blogs where I attempt to give back to the WordPress community. This isn’t about me, it’s about us. WordPress has played a big part in turning my life around, setting me back on track, and ensuring I stay on the straight and narrow. It is one of many anchors I’m grateful to have, which keep me steady when buffered by life’s many storms.

But enough of waxing lyrical. Onto the main business. I’m want to write YOUR story. Send me your ideas and I will turn it into a short story which I will then post exclusively on the blog. It can be any genre. Just forward me a brief pitch and, if it grabs me, I’ll work on it and develop it into a tall tale. I’m a fantasy writer but I’m willing to give other genres a go.

Send me your ideas!

Published by Fractured Faith Blog

We are Stephen and Fionnuala and this is our story. We live in Northern Ireland, have been married for 17 years and have three kids - Adam, Hannah and Rebecca. We hope that our story will inspire and encourage others. We have walked a rocky road yet here we are today, together and stronger than ever. We are far from perfect and our faith has been battered and bruised. But an untested faith is a pointless faith. Just as a fractured faith is better than none at all. We hope you enjoy the blog.

59 thoughts on “It’s My Birthday….Well Almost #2

  1. Happy birthday!!

    1. Honeycomb ice cream has just been linked to longevity; and due to a confused government agent’s bumbling and subsequent recall, you’ve the last container in existence.

    2. Most do not know about the secret world that lives beneath their throw pillows. Only at night, do the miniscule creatures arise and set about their mischief…

    3. A new assignment lands on your desk at work: a follower of your blog knows the secret to cracking a decades-dead case. You have to find out who it is and what they know, before it is too late!

    I’d be honored if you chose one. Now, from this side of Earth: good night!

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  2. Happy Birthday!! Wishing you much happiness in the year ahead.

    It very rarely happens, and most DJ’s will warn those new to the business to avoid it, but how about a radio DJ who finds his true love in one of their listeners?

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    1. Oh I love the imagery of this thought. I can see a beautiful woman, her shape and her visage is beyond expression. But set upon her enlightening countenance is the makings of true sorrow and true pain. She is hurt and seeing her hurts too. So much that the energy of viewing her becomes more than you can bear. You must reach out and you must know what makes her face so. And you expand your mind to reach out and understand her.

      Suddenly you are you and yet you are you no more. You are a gentle tear sliding down the cheek of a woman larger than life itself. She shares her story as you gently slide down each inch of her warm skin. Every moment down reveals more depth and more detail to a profound sadness that defies explanation. Your descent down her face leaves a trail detailing how her sadness changed your being. Onward down you descend, losing parts of you and yet gaining more understanding of her yet keeping yourself together all at the same time.

      Until finally you come to the most perfectly shaped chin, meeting up with all the other tears that were already on the their way down, pooling together to form a drop big enough to leave her blessed face. With true understanding and pure peace, you fall.

      Down into a sea of all the tears that sought to understand One so great, so beautiful, so tortured. You are you and yet you are no more. You have become one of many who quested to find the truth and now you have found yourself in a sea of understanding.

      But in that understanding you find yourself safely in a boat soaring through the sea of sadness her tears have accumulated. You now know why she is sad. You now know how her sadness has affected you. Her sadness, your knowledge, and the peace that is coming is all that matters.

      Prepare your lifevests – the sea is about to turn. And the tale is about to become one you’ll never forget.

      I think I could use this thought process in my story of Where’s Alice. I am so glad I came to this post and took the time to read some of the comments. This was an awesome writing exercise!

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      1. I’m very glad you found inspiration from my words! Your interpretation is very beautiful. It was actually a line I use in the children’s book I’m writing, but being a children’s story, my interpretation was a little simpler albeit similar in spirit. It’s inspiring to see your thought process here, and I hope it helps 🙂

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        1. Thank you so much for sharing your enjoyment. I’m so happy the thoughts ran similar to your own children’s tale. I would love to hear how you took a tear and turned it into a sea for children to enjoy.

          The thought absolutely helps. I have this idea of reality in my story that reality exists as a stacking doll of beings. And so the outermost beings are there for the beings within to experience and understand. From what I wrote based on your thought, the outermost being is this beautiful woman seeking to share and understand the depth of her pain and to release herself into a state of calmness. This definitely works within the story I’m building in my Where’s Alice? line of posts.

          Thank you so much!!

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          1. That is a lovely interpretation of reality, I can really connect with it. A kind of shedding of oneself to understand who you are.

            Well, my teardrop may not make it into the final draft, and it is a simpler concept but now I’m finding that trying to put it into simple terms is quite difficult without describing so much more! It doesn’t have the impact without the previous chapters, but the general idea is…

            The character learns that to be unique is a special thing, but we are all raindrops in the same sea – we are all unique, and yet all the same.

            However, he has never seen the rain (because he has never left his realm of comfort) and at one sad moment late in the story, he cries, and the sky cries with him.

            He sees the rain for the first time, and we learn (through a bit of dialog and other events) that something left fully in tact is something only partially understood.

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            1. Oh my, I find much parallel between your story and my own. With the idea of stacking dolls in mind, the outermost being is reflected within all of the beings contained within. Each layer becoming more descriptive and detailed in understanding – more pure in content and to the point.

              So one of the characters somewhere within the layer of the the beautiful layer, perhaps even the lady herself, one being finds themself to be the uniquest of the unique making them different from all the same people. Yet being completely different makes her feel completely the same. Though always finding someone to be similar in her difference, she can never quite grasp how different she truly is.

              And in her blossoming you begin to see that her truth is that all of her is unique and all of her is made up of all that is great about existence. So every part of her is important to the whole of existence and not one piece is too small to not matter. She as a whole is different.

              So the question then becomes what is different about her. Well it must be that she is the only one that does not have a outermost being to her existence. She is the largest stacking doll and that makes her something special to all those like her within.

              So I guess my story will be figuring out who she is if she’s a stacking doll full of unique qualities/beings.

              I parallel this to your story because you see that the character cries and the sky cries with him thus illustrating the sameness of existence. Even more it is explained that you must open up to understand what is within, deeply reflective of the idea of a stacking doll reality. A person opening up to the layers that build the foundation of their being.

              So without opening up to the inner layers the being is only partially understood.

              I love this thought train we have going here! Choo-choo! I’m totally on board with this!

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              1. Precisely. I love the book The Little Prince, and in the book, a fox says to the prince “one must risk shedding a few tears, if one wishes to be tamed”
                It is so true.

                Your stacking dolls are a great way to understand the layers of ourselves and it opens up some fun questions.

                Like…what if stacking dolls get broken or lost? – because stacking dolls can get broken or lost, but even so, if one “shell” has to be discarded, all of the others will still fit together.

                Another interesting thought…I once owned a stacking doll, and one of the layers was completely different to the others. I wondered if it was from another doll and was merely adopted by this one, or if it was meant to be, but perhaps it didn’t matter either way. I have often pondered the same thing about the more unusual parts of myself.

                Another interesting thought, what would it mean to be a stacking doll made of glass? It is relevant, in my opinion, because a stacking doll is only fascinating because of what it hides, because you cannot see the mystery inside, and people are fascinating for the same reasons. In terms of glass, it denotes vulnerability – both positive and negative connotations of it.
                Make yourself vulnerable, and you risk getting broken.

                The glass doll can be interpreted in many ways, now I think about it. Maybe it is not good to be as fragile as glass, or maybe glass is the impossible perfection we can never hope to achieve – spotless, sinless.

                It is an interesting thought experiment!

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                1. I was so excited to finally get the chance to respond. My life carried me away from the computer for the evening but I’m back for a moment to dive into this thought experiment.

                  I like the idea of a broken or lost layer. You are right that the other layers will still go together but there will be an emptiness within. This speaks to me of having something in existence that is unknown or not right about yourself. Until you shed light on that layer and what happened to it, a piece of you remains unexplained.

                  And to that sense, the different layer that stands out could serve as both a replacement for something that no longer worked or a defining feature that gives uniqueness to the other layers with its glaring difference. Still part of the whole, but wholly separate in its contribution to the set.

                  I have pondered deeply what it would mean to be made of glass. And for me the questions always start forming around what would it mean to be see through? Are you what you can see? Are you what is viewing through the glass? Are you the glass itself that enables vision? Where does your being take place when you can see through everything?

                  I do like the thought of the vulnerability of glass. I do feel that being able to see much will ultimately enable you to be weaker in other areas. The flexibility of vision hampers the stability of endurance.

                  I also toy around with the concept of perfection and your thoughts on how glass could be representative of perfection touch me deeply. It is an interesting thought that I feel I want to dig in at a later time and in a fresh state of mind.

                  I am so grateful to have found you in the blogosphere. After I post this comment, I’m following you so we can keep up our conversation. It is so wonderful to dive so deeply into such fantastic depth of conversation!

                  I hope you have yourself a good night and I look forward to speaking more with you soon!

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  3. Happy Birthday!!

    There is a central hub to the multiverse. Every so often representatives from each dimension are called together to have a meeting. At each meeting, one dimension is chosen to ‘reboot’ and start over from scratch.


  4. Happy Birthday Sweet Brother in Christ-Messiah Jesus-Yeshua!! 💕

    ( Philippians 2:10-11 KJV ) “That at the Name of Jesus Christ-MESSIAH – Yeshua HaMashiach-MESSIAH every Knee should Bow, of things in Heaven, and things in Earth, and things under the Earth; And that every Tongue should Confess that Jesus-Yeshua Christ is LORD, to the Glory of GOD the FATHER.”!!

    Our ONE True GOD’S LOVE 💕 is ETERNAL THROUGH HIS SON Christ-MESSIAH Jesus-Yeshua for Today and Everyday Forevermore Everyone!!

    I Love you all Everyone through Jesus-Yeshua Christ, because HE LOVED EVERYONE FIRST!! 💕 Praise Jesus-Yeshua Christ-Messiah for Today and Everyday!!

    “Happiness keeps You Sweet, Trials keep You Strong, Sorrows keep You Human, Failures keeps You Humble, Success keeps You Glowing, But Only GOD keeps You Going.”!! Amen-Amein Praise Christ-Messiah Jesus-Yeshua Hallelujah!!

    Love 💕 Always and Shalom ( Peace ), YSIC \o/

    Kristi Ann

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  5. What about the story of a man, with a bucket and a list of things he needs to find and put in his bucket before he can finally age and die? Maybe he’s been looking for these things for centuries? 😉


  6. Gandalf sets out on another journey. This time, he finds an apprentice (Athey the Gold, a girl with ebony skin and the eyes of a lion) to help him unite the races of Middle Earth and defeat the wicked…
    You finish it. Lol.


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