Recovering from Life
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything here. I could say it’s because I didn’t have much to say, that wouldn’t be true. I could say I had forgotten about this place, that wouldn’t be true.
The truth is, life has just been getting in the way. The too early mornings, the long days, busy days, kids, husband, house, friends, work, by the time evening rolls around all I want to do is crawl into bed, read a good book, turn off the light. So that’s what I do.
Actually, there is a lot to say.
I could talk about my daughter and what a gracious and loving little girl she is growing up to be. How well she handles playground drama and chooses not to let it get her down. I could mention how much she is learning in school and how proud I am of her fighting spirit. I could talk about her sweetness and how she still snuggles up close to me and smells of the outdoors and soap.
I could mention that my own foray into education is exhausting and overwhelming and what was I thinking choosing now. I could also mention that I don’t see an end to this road, and getting my post grad seems out of reach right now but still I write the papers, do the research and hope that one of these days it will end.
I could mention how hard my husband works to provide for our family and still manages to come home and play with the kids, help me with the laundry after I’ve crawled into my hidey hole and how he is the rock that sustains us all.
But what I really want to say is, I am blessed.
I am blessed to have things to say, the early mornings that mean life is full, the busy days that mean the family is well. I am blessed to have friends, family, all the things that make up my days, surround my life. The reasons I don’t have a moment to breathe are the reasons that make me breathe more deeply.