I was left alone this afternoon for the precise purpose of an undisturbed and much needed nap. Someone forgot to tell the kitties. So, instead, I'm coming back here in some vain attempt at breathing life back into what appears to be a dying blog.
So much has changed...evolved...in the past several years that it's difficult to stick with the initial purpose of writing a blog. At first it was simply a connection between me and the outside world. I spent my days with a toddler, a new born and a husband who slept during the day. It was a necessary outlet. And it brought me sanity when I needed it most. It allowed me to pour out angst and depression instead of allowing those things to fester inside. It brought me friends I will cherish forever...connecting me to beautiful people I would have never have met otherwise. To say I am grateful is an understatement.
Now what? My marriage is no longer on the verge of imploding. The toddler steps onto the school bus Tuesday morning for his first day of kindergarten (yes, I just got a little teary eyed typing that) and the newborn rejoins her friends for playgroup three mornings a week. I look back at the person I was three years ago and I almost don't recognize her. Maybe it's the regular showers now. Maybe it's because I've grown as well.
I'm certainly not closing the curtains on the blog...just trying to figure out what the next evolution will be. I've always hesitated to write a lot on the aspects of my husband's job. He has his own blog for that and I would rather err on the side of caution and he keep that job than relay a fantastic cop story, share too much and get everyone in trouble. The kiddos and I are all starting a new phase of life. I'll most likely write more about them. Maybe more of my work with the National Arthritis Foundation as I become more involved.
I realize I don't fit into any one niche...mommy blog, LEO wife blog, farming blog, survival blog, crafty blog, weird cat lady blog...but I'm okay with that. Like I said before, at the end of the day...I'm simply me...and I'm pretty comfortable with that.
*My humblest apologies to George Harrison...