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Where, Oh Where Has My Little Blog Gone?
Jun 03, 2009 Categorized: Musings •
My friend Andy recently posted an article about his desire to get back to his original blogging subjects--his kids. I had already been thinking about my own blog and it’s unfortunate disappearance, and I had been wondering just how in the world I could ever catch up with all my un-journaled feelings and experiences. Just as I was moseying through my Google Reader, I came across Andy’s post and immediately realized it was time to do something about my own blogging issue. Unlike Andy’s blogging woes, though, mine will be harder to alleviate. While his blog has gone from kiddo to techno, mine has just gone out the window. But at least I know I have a problem. Admitting the problem is the first step to fixing it, right?
My lack of blogging is not for lack of inspiration. If anything, I have more things than ever to blog about. And therein lies the challenge. So many experiences, so many hobbies, so many hours running around with new responsibilities have given me more topics to write about than I can shake a stick at. But they have left me little time for contemplation. Truly, contemplation is what I miss more than blogging. So here I sit, looking out of the fogged windows in my newly (yet cheaply) redecorated studio (which probably should be Hunter’s bedroom), and I’m realizing how much I want to just think. Think and write. Two of my utmost favorite past-times. I keep hearing the kids giggling and banging the walls as they play kickball down the hallway, but somehow I’m managing some alone-time in the midst of it.
I am aching. Aching to dig deep into my soul and think out loud the thoughts that lie there undisturbed. Thoughts I sometimes think while I’m doing something else, or thoughts that exude a tear I quickly wipe away, or thoughts I briefly share with Bill before we’re off into another logistical discussion about life in the ministry with two special needs kids. But I’m afraid to admit that most of those thoughts will probably remain in the recesses for quite long enough to no longer be valid thoughts.
And so, as my coffee cup is now cold and empty, so my peaceful moment of contemplation is nearly over. I will click “Submit” begrudgingly, not knowing when I will return to the misty, meandering, often divided stream of my inner thoughts. There aren’t many moments in my jam-packed summer days that will allow for such mental bliss. I do not sign off today with the promise to return sooner than before. I do, however, leave with the hope of returning to this bottomless ocean of thoughts, dreams, plans, and memories and to be carried away to that far-off, yet self-contained place once again.
Hollabacks
Girl - you read my mind exactly. I don’t have as many hobbies as you do, but I certainly find myself lacking time to blog. Well, honestly, I probably waste a lot of good time. Your daily accomplishments astound me. I digress. Life has become so full lately with so many things to process that I almost don’t know where to start. I was just bemoaning the other day that once #3 arrives I doubt I’ll even have time to post pictures!
Here’s hoping this summer provides some digesting time for both of us.
Posted by Kaci Skipper on 06/08 at 02:50 AM