I rarely blog any more.
I miss it.
I miss the catharsis. I miss the creativity and the photography and the assembly and the fulfillment.
Mostly, I miss the memories I recorded.
Now the missed memories will be forgotten.
I'm hoping to blog once a week this school year. That's my goal.
I've already fallen short, but I'm not going to give up on it.
I turned 48 yesterday--and the planets aligned just for me in a spectacular eclipse.
I hardly saw it, because I was teaching. And that's ok.
48
My back gives me fits all the time.
I feel pretty good most of the time.
I want to be active and healthy like this the rest of my life, and I'm making some goals to do that.
48
I'm learning I can't fix everything.
I'm also learning I don't want to.
I'm learning to let go and let it be.
48
I'm weaker.
I'm stronger.
I'm set in my ways.
I'm changing.
48
Life feels a bit unsettled at the moment, but that's because there's a lot going on--Heidi's baby is due in a few days. Ben is leaving for Provo next week. Lily's a senior and my littles aren't that little any more. School is overwhelming but satisfying.
48
It feels . . .
. . . just right.
Thank you, Goldilocks.
I miss it.
I miss the catharsis. I miss the creativity and the photography and the assembly and the fulfillment.
Mostly, I miss the memories I recorded.
Now the missed memories will be forgotten.
I'm hoping to blog once a week this school year. That's my goal.
I've already fallen short, but I'm not going to give up on it.
I turned 48 yesterday--and the planets aligned just for me in a spectacular eclipse.
I hardly saw it, because I was teaching. And that's ok.
48
My back gives me fits all the time.
I feel pretty good most of the time.
I want to be active and healthy like this the rest of my life, and I'm making some goals to do that.
48
I'm learning I can't fix everything.
I'm also learning I don't want to.
I'm learning to let go and let it be.
48
I'm weaker.
I'm stronger.
I'm set in my ways.
I'm changing.
48
Life feels a bit unsettled at the moment, but that's because there's a lot going on--Heidi's baby is due in a few days. Ben is leaving for Provo next week. Lily's a senior and my littles aren't that little any more. School is overwhelming but satisfying.
48
It feels . . .
. . . just right.
Thank you, Goldilocks.
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