I used to write all the time. In college and high school I always kept a journal, it was a great outlet for me. I miss writing. I haven't really written out my innermost thoughts in awhile. I miss how my thumb hurts after I finish writing a really good entry (I hold my pen/pencil differently than most people and it kills my thumb if I have to write for a long period of time). I think the past couple of months I've gotten caught up in the hustle and bustle that we have been living. There has been so much going on the past 6 months.
Moving to Lawrence.
Steve traveling or working overtime
Getting the kids back in a schedule
Trying to meet new friends
Getting back in the gym
Getting my Photography business off the ground
trying to find a church family
having friends and family visit
Visiting friends and family out of state.
waiting for our house to sell
keeping up with the housework and laundry
trying to budget our finances
trying not to bite off more than we can chew.
and now fall is here. I need to breathe. I need to let go of all of these things that are running through my head. I need to remind myself that tomorrow is never promised, and that I don't need to be a super hero, I need to be me. I need to take in the moments around me. I need to learn to say no. I need live more simply, I need to show my husband and kids each day how much I love them, I need to show my kids how blessed we are by God's amazing grace and I think maybe it's time to pick up a new journal again and write.
