Well hello, stranger.
This odd thing happens to me when I haven't been writing--I am completely bombarded with ideas I want to write about first. So much so, that I will continue to put off writing because I don't know where to begin. And the ridiculous problem snowballs.
In my mind, I've written 27.5 posts since May. (Just a little factoid about me: I also do this with emails and text messages. I respond in my head and forget, sometimes for days or even weeks, that I never actually responded. It's the most pitiful thing. I'm so sorry for my victims.)
Once I get over my mind games and actually sit down to write, I enter the next stage: remorse. I always feel I should apologize when I go MIA from writing. I'm not sure why. I mean, to whom would I be apologizing? I'm quite sure no one was offended by my blogging absence. But excuse-making is always the first thing that comes to mind when I sit down to write again--as if I must tell you why, exactly, I've gone missing.You'll never guess.
Busyness. Life changed a little and my writing habit (and time) went with it! There. That's my excuse. Let's move on...
Actually. Let's hover here for a moment.
I went back to teaching. For those who aren't around me daily, you're probably wondering what happened since that "life-changing" decision when I left teaching to stay home. Remember that post? If I'm being honest, I worry quite often that people question my sincerity. Why would I leave in such a "this-is-what-I-have-to-do" way only to return a year later? It was, for sure, a huge moment for me. What I did not realize (or acknowledge) at the time was that it was a moment. Just a moment. One very important moment, but still just one moment in a lifetime of them. I now see it was the beginning of a paradigm shift. I learned SO MUCH last year... mostly concerning my identity. I learned more about who I am supposed to be as a Christ-follower, as a wife, as a mom (in that order, in fact) and even as a teacher. I'm still learning. And truly understanding that God's molding is a continual process.
Just to clarify, I went back part-time. I was approached with the idea last spring and got to just watch it unfold for a few months having no clue if it would ever be a thing. And then it happened. And it is BEAUTIFUL. I feel spoiled. I have the best of both worlds and wish everyone could work this way. Especially teachers. But I do know, without any doubt in my mind, that I would not be able to take the approach I have with my job if it had not been for taking off last year. My purpose shifted in a huge way, and I'm not really even sure how or when it happened. But I know His purpose is greater.