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It’s been awhile.
Probably the longest I’ve gone without blogging since I started.
The irony is not lost on me that I made this insanely-optimistic proclamation early in the year that maybe I would blog EVERY DAY in 2014. Where’s a good disclaimer when I need one?!
“EVERY DAY, except for that nearly 2-month stretch between May 20 and July 13.”
Some of you kindly have been checking on me… asking what’s up and if I’m okay. For that I am deeply grateful. Thank you.
For one, summer started.
I know that after all these years, I should be well acquainted and equipped to handle the transition of having my kids home from school. But when that all hit this year, I felt anything but equipped and strangely unacquainted with what I encountered.
From a schedule standpoint (kids activities is mainly what I mean), I was pretty much living out of my car and eating mostly food that came from either a box (AKA cooler) or a window.
Suffice to say, I spent a lot of time running around like a mad woman. And packing a cooler.
June sucked for other more significant reasons too. Deeply painful reasons, including the death of a dear friend of my husband’s.
Such a profound loss for the friend’s family compelled my husband and me to take some time to reflect and regroup and ponder about the hard things in life — and the sacred things that are more fleeting than any of us would really care to believe.
Suffice to say, I was sad a lot in June.
There were a few times I would sit down to write.
But I gotta be honest with you guys. I was so tapped out emotionally. Sad about our friend dying. Sad about the numerous marriages I know that are struggling. Frustrated about not being able to make sense of some things.
I was not in a good place.
And it wasn’t anyone’s fault.
It was just a valley place where God and I wrestled a bit and He held me a lot. While I sat at ball games. While I drove to swim practices. While I waited in drive-thru lines. And drove in a funeral procession.
I’m grateful for what is forged in the valley, which brings me to #3… the biggest reason of them all.
Our summer has been chaotic… more so than usual. I can’t remember a time when I’ve had to fight so hard for quality time with the people I love the most.
As many of you can relate, those of us who are somewhat driven do not deal well with the God-ordained reality of not being indispensable. I have limits, and if I’m being brutally honest, I kind of hate that.
Even though such limits are rich with lessons.
In the past few months, those limits were such that I couldn’t write as much as I wanted, because I was hungrily savoring the moments I could find with my husband and kids.
I love writing. You know this about me.
But I love my husband and kids (and friends) more.
And in some seasons of life, some things have to win out over other things. The hope and goal is that more often than not, in those seasons, we choose the right things.
So, there’s my long-winded explanation on why I haven’t blogged in awhile. (Not that you were looking for an explanation, but I feel tenderly obliged to offer one up, as I know many of you are faithful followers of this blog. Thank you. Keep following).
My calendar is beginning to lighten a little and I suspect I will be blogging more frequently soon. Not at the expense of quality time with my family and friends, but definitely blogging more than I have been blogging.
Maybe even tomorrow.
I still have lots to say about sex.
Shocking. I know.
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