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,