It is an interesting thing, being a writer of a blog. There is a gift of a following, and it is not one I take for granted. I have often found myself wishing that we could all just sit and chat. I wonder about your lives and wish I could know each and everyone of you.
I love sharing our world through this blog and feel so blessed that anyone would care to read it. I have found myself frustrated as summer has hit. I feel I have so much to say and share, but… TIME. It has not been easy to find. Actually, it is more than that. Summer has hit like a ton of bricks. There has been hardship in our close family. A family death and more. I usually deal with the tragic by sharing and writing, receiving your comments & encouragement. But these are not my stories to tell, so I have been processing quietly.
In the midst of the hard, there are so many precious moments, most of them with my girls. My house went from quiet, clean, organized–the perfect place for one to write, to absolute CRAZINESS! It is messy, lived in, full of giggly girls (mine and neighbors) & LOUD! Honestly, I have loved every minute. My girls, age 9, 11, & 12, are at super fun ages, and I find myself smiling all day at them. I have had to be purposeful in telling myself (yes, I talk at myself sometimes) that memories made mean messes made, and I let go of my clean house standards. I tell myself I can find them in the fall again, when little ones go back to school and the house gets quiet.
I will be working on some hot spots that if I don’t do anything about, will grow into mountains by fall, so look for some organizing posts coming up.
I hope your summer is going well. I’d love to know what you are up to and how you have adjusted. Know that I think of you all often, my readers, and thank you for supporting me and my family by continuing to read this blog.
Blessings to you all,