The other day I was talking with my Mom about people who write their lives out on blogs so you never have to wonder what is happening.
You always know were they are and what they are doing.
“Well, that is definitely not your problem”, she said.
Which is true, I guess.
I won’t say I’ve been neglecting my blog, because it’s not neglect when you only have an agreement to write only when you can.
I feel nothing would be relevant or make sense.
But that’s what I always say.
And maybe that’s why unconsciously I’ve pulled away from many of you.
After so long, it’s not really the thing anymore to write facebook messages asking for prayer when something traumatic happens. That was sooo last year, when it all was so new and fresh.
I can’t really write about daily life, as I’ve said before. And I can’t really discuss current topics since I don’t really know what’s current and trending. Is it still the thing to makes those cute little flowers for your Sunday cardigan or was that soo last year, like my frantic prayer requests?
I am still in Slate, just in case you didn’t know 🙂 And will be until fall for sure, though beyond that is unknown.
And I drink tea out of bowls now.
Um, so the black flies are back.
Also, I joined 11 other Slate Falls community members in an 180 km walk for prescription drug abuse awareness two weeks ago. We made memories to last a lifetime and I did my share of crying and laughing. It was amazing.
I still canoe once in a while. And I help cook for potlucks and still remember how to clean fish from last summer. Imagine that!
I’m really tired a lot of the time and jump every time someone bangs on the door. Or when the phone rings. Or when someone gasps or yells my name.
Did I mention I’m tired?
But I have lots of stories to last for many years and memories to savor someday when I won’t have think about the phone ringing or jump when someone yells through my doorway.
And I’ll probably smile and wish it all back.