It’s been almost a year since I’ve posted last. Just like a newly-purchased planner for a new year, my intentions for starting this blog were good. There are about a half-dozen unfinished posts waiting to be completed and published. Not that spectacular, in the grand scheme.
But here we are. And there they sit.
Life has taken a huge-ish turn since that last published post. A whole, turned-upside-down whirlwind of events that, I dare say, have changed me forever.
I quit my job, and we stayed home for the summer. My body grew and birthed our last sweetness that has filled our home with more laughter than I could have imagined. Relationships waned and faltered, altering the course of my future. That fog that fell so heavily around my mind still lingered, but gradually lifted as I let go of some of those things that filled my mind, and directed my affections. I quit many things, and while I felt so very guilty at times, I knew in the end it was the best thing for us.
Our marriage entered its eighth year, and we are approaching year nine. Through the never-ending roller coaster of all things marriage-related, we are on the other side and grateful that God is merciful and gracious. He has proven faithful in our most broken moments, and has provided in our most dire needs. We lived, loved, laughed, cried, praised and prayed.
And then, we all stayed home again.