Posted on August 18, 2018
Writing Again…
For as long as I can remember, I have had a running dialog. The blog gave me an avenue and a place to put all the words. But last year, I had to stop sharing my words. I didn’t trust what would show up and I am not confident to weather the storm my words can create.
On the other side of a faith deconstruction and in the midst of the search for what that actually means, I finally can find some words to write. The words probably haven’t changed much. But I have.
In the last six months I have learned to breathe deep and to be okay with what my searching turns up. I have figured out that my personality and discontentment with ALL things is just a part of who I am.
I have also learned the why behind so much of me that drives me crazy. Part of the crazy is the burning need to do things perfectly. I have no drive to work and fix and work until something is satisfactory. IF I can not work out how to do something right (read perfect) the first time I will not try at all.
But waiting to have something perfect to share or tell with the right photo to draw in the reader has defeated me leaving the blog lifeless for a year.
Here is the first post for my “wise” words after 40. Like the first day of school pictures with my tween and teen, let’s keep our expectations low. I promise to at least smile and look in the right direction as we learn to thrive in the motherhood.
