Oh man has this blog taken a backseat the past few months. I feel terribly guilty for it too. When I started it years ago it was my safe place. It was my outlet. I could share parts of myself that seemed to vulnerable to share face to face with someone.
I've shared good times and hard times and almost every kind of time in between.
But lately, it's been hard to write here. I'm feeling that every ounce of intelligent thought or creativity is being used up somewhere else. Some things that matter and many that don't.
And I feel the guilt because this place is for my children. These words are for them. These pictures tell their story now when they can't. And I've neglected it.
I know it sounds silly to say I am praying over a blog. There are a million other things of more worth to pray over. But, this place - it means something to me. And one day it just might mean something to those two babies who carry around my heart. So, I will pray. Pray for this place to be renewed like spring brings the flowers to bloom after the long cold winter. Pray that God would be glorified here...in this small place.