Obviously, I’ve been taking a big ‘ole break from the blog. It started unintentionally as James requires most of my time and attention and when he was napping or playing happily alone, I needed to eat or shower or launder or cook… just do the daily grind type things. When free time did pop up, I really wasn’t feeling inspired to blog. This summer has been full-wonderful, stressful, busy, heartbreaking, exciting all rolled into one. For the first time in a while, I didn’t feel the need to blog. I guess I had not realized how therapeutic this blog was. I started it when I was going through an early life career (or lack therof) crisis- so photography and blogging helped me to keep some perspective and distract me from the things that weren’t falling perfectly in my life. I wrote more and shot less as time went on, a perfect outlet for those post-college, engaged, then newlywed days. After James was born, I had many more words than time, and I really prioritized getting those thoughts out. The shortage of time thing has really helped me to analyze what I want to do and how to get it done. So for now, the blog is just taking a back seat. Nothing too exciting has been replacing it- playing with James, subbing in some much needed prayer time, working on writing my book, learning to crochet & knit and still trying to overcome my un-craftyness.
My Grandmother passed away this summer. She was just an incredible woman! She was a DOER! She raised 5 kids, taught piano lessons, was a high school music teacher, wrote and directed stage variety shows, she painted, started her own dollhouse miniature company, translated books to braille, and was always working on her crossword puzzles or knitting projects. She’s really inspired me to do more of the things I want to do. Blogging is not one of them right now!
So my lack of time, my grandmother’s full life and just my love-hate (more often hate) with being on the computer, it just made sense to step away. I want my son to be a doer, which means he needs to watch his mama doing. I want him to see me reading, writing, taking pictures, learning new things, volunteering, playing games, dancing. I don’t want him to remember me being on the computer.
So, it’s not you blog, it’s me. I’ve had so much fun here, but my minutes are precious and you are going on the backburner for now!
And I’ll go out the way I came in October of 2009-with pictures :)
