Summer break with three kids home from school.
An eye surgery gone horribly wrong.
Extended family complications.
The puppy eating frenzy.
Hormone wrangling. I
t all coalesced to a perfect storm of non-blogging.
Something had to give and the blogosphere did.
Part of me wanted to curl up with my keyboard and lock all the chaos out. LEAVE ME ALONE! MOMMY NEEDS SPECIAL FACEBOOK TIME TO MAKE SURE SHE DOESN’T START HOARDING JACK DANIELS IN THE HAIRSPRAY BOTTLES!
Instead I did the right thing and spent time with my kids, read on my phone and did my best to not let myself get sucked into my computer.
As much as it called to me.
Most of May, all of June, some of July I’ve been blog-less.
I have this urge to write.
These thoughts bubbling up.
I feel like a skate wiped clean, ready to be scrawled on madly.
I needed the break to reboot. The last one I took was coma-induced.
My own sense of self-importance wouldn’t let me take the break my body so obviously needed.
get over myself already
My storm is still raging. My boat is still battered.
I’m ready to let you share the rain now.
Oh, Anissa. You are so perfect. I love you.