I have had just a heck of a time when it comes to blogging. I used to love it, post way too often, about all kinds of things. Now? My mind just turns to mush when I think of blogging.
After Dad's death, I guess I just had a major shift. I haven't gone back to where I was before, I've found a new way of living. And that includes not bloging, apparently. I guess my emotions are still somewhat raw and I don't know that I feel like sharing so much.
That, or we're doing middle school, which is a tad more boring. Our lives aren't boring, I just can't connect with my inner creativity and voice. Perhaps I have nothing to say?
I go through this old blog every once in awhile, remembering things I had forgotten. I am glad the words are here, it's my memory. So I'm going to try real hard to blog again. Once a week at least.
Thomas is having a very good school year. Things are going much better for him--and for me, too. He'll be getting braces next month. He's as tall as I am. He's smart, he's clever, he's shy, and he has the most wonderful sense of humor. He can drop a zinger that will have us laughing our heads off. His delivery is amazing.
He's growing up too darned fast.