I've been gone a while,
I was in the middle of packing.
I was in the middle of moving.
I was in the middle of throwing up and feeling exhaustion even after good nights' rests and naps.
I was in the middle of unpacking.
I was in the middle of meeting new people and missing the old ones with ardor.
I was in the middle of weeping.
I was in the middle of hoping.
I was in the middle of caring for five children as a substitute mom to four and a for-reals mom to one,
I was in the middle of walking the paths of my childhood while making memories in the present.
I was in the middle of art projects, play dough, homemade pizza and movies at the sticky shoe.
I was in the middle of l i f e
and in the middle of it all
I left my writing on the shelf
in order to just live.
But I'm back now.
I started this blog thinking there would never be a day I didn't want to write,
because I love love love to put words on pages.
I just didn't anticipate that there are times when the words have to sit a while because so much is happening at once, they haven't had time to set
bake
settle
become.
I didn't want to break the streak, because I thought, "what will people think?"
But I realized this blog, this goal, it's for me.
And I can change it to fit my needs.
So instead of a blog a day, I just want to say, 365 posts in a year.
And to me that counts to be just about the same in the scheme of things.
So forgive me for my fickle absence
and know that the words didn't disappear,
they just weren't ready yet.
And sometimes it's important to get the good word of God fed to you,
and get a good meal and a good night's rest
before taking the time to write.
Day #303
I was in the middle of packing.
I was in the middle of moving.
I was in the middle of throwing up and feeling exhaustion even after good nights' rests and naps.
I was in the middle of unpacking.
I was in the middle of meeting new people and missing the old ones with ardor.
I was in the middle of weeping.
I was in the middle of hoping.
I was in the middle of caring for five children as a substitute mom to four and a for-reals mom to one,
I was in the middle of walking the paths of my childhood while making memories in the present.
I was in the middle of art projects, play dough, homemade pizza and movies at the sticky shoe.
I was in the middle of l i f e
and in the middle of it all
I left my writing on the shelf
in order to just live.
But I'm back now.
I started this blog thinking there would never be a day I didn't want to write,
because I love love love to put words on pages.
I just didn't anticipate that there are times when the words have to sit a while because so much is happening at once, they haven't had time to set
bake
settle
become.
I didn't want to break the streak, because I thought, "what will people think?"
But I realized this blog, this goal, it's for me.
And I can change it to fit my needs.
So instead of a blog a day, I just want to say, 365 posts in a year.
And to me that counts to be just about the same in the scheme of things.
So forgive me for my fickle absence
and know that the words didn't disappear,
they just weren't ready yet.
And sometimes it's important to get the good word of God fed to you,
and get a good meal and a good night's rest
before taking the time to write.
Day #303
I just love you. And this post. And... for what it's worth... agreed!
ReplyDeleteThank you Melissa! And your comments are always of worth to me!
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