I just had a crazy person revelation. I miss writing so much, and so often I wish I had the time to do it more. I know I just need to make time. I swear, it’s the therapy I need… sometimes I don’t really understand my emotions, my reactions, or my own thoughts until I dissect them with a pen or keyboard. I have truly been in the thickets of survival mode for over 2 years, and so many things I love had to go to the back burner. It was the right thing to do. My girls needed me, and I needed to spend any extra time paving the way for my changing family. But, I need to get back to it, and the timing feels right. I’ve learned there are a lot of things I can live without (ahem, new shoes and clothes every few months) but to be at my best, writing needs to be on my to-do list. I know it’s not January 1st, but here is my new resolution:

Write. When it feels right, when the words are flowing. When I need to share, when I need to remember, when I hope to record things that will get lost in the jumbly mess of life. When I need to feel, or hope to heal. When I need to express gratitude, remorse, or hope. When I need to reflect. Write.

That’s all.