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Ob-la-di ob-la-da (or how I forgot to blog)

Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra. La-la how the life goes on. Ob-la-di ob-la-da life goes on bra. La-la how the life goes on. -- The Beatles

I wish I had more time. I want to do so many things. This blog is part of that. I haven't been able to give it my full attention in a few years! With life with Jude, work, school, and just everyday life I always want to sit down and share a few words, and then something else distracts me. So, here I am again, wanting to post something, to give my words a place to escape from my mind for just a moment, even if it's fleeting.

I think it's because this blog represents all my failings. I've failed at weight loss, I've failed at planning a trip to Hawaii (I just can't bring myself to leave Jude for so long after just going to Haiti), I've failed to tell you I went to Haiti for goodness sakes!!

I love to write. I miss writing. I miss telling you all about the sweet funny smile I get from my little boy. Or how parenting can sometimes be hard, and overwhelming and you might just jump out the window if you didn't have a one story house and jumping out the window would only ruin the screens anyway, and then you'd have to pay for that, so really what's the point?

I miss explaining what it was like to preach my first ever Easter Sunrise sermon, or to help house a family of five who were homeless. I miss putting my words with my passion, and believing that someone out there is actually reading them and it's making a difference. 

I want to make a difference. 

So, I don't know what I'm going to do. Maybe I won't blog again for months. Maybe I'll blog tonight when I get home. Maybe I'll be able to pick things back up after graduation in May. 

Or maybe I won't.

Will you still love me either way?

Comments

Whitney said…
I missed this post somehow, but I finally got on Google reader and it told me to read. Yes, I know you told me to sign up for that like 3 years ago. I still love you anyway even if you never post. :) There's just not time for anything is there?

At the same time, I did just discover that there is a blogging equivalent to Nanowrimo where you blog every day for a month. Maybe we can take on that challenge at the same time if things ever slow down a bit.

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