I really can't believe I've been blogging for over two years. I started seven days a week, until I realized people really didn't need to know that I'd
So back to composing. I'm thinking about a few posts (how about one called, "Be careful what you pray for!") but life is just nuts right now. Dennis has been out of town a couple of times, the kids busy are doing fun stuff (and needing transportation and cheerleading), and (here's where I have contributed to my own insanity): I am painting my kitchen (goodbye, cows!).
The other day, when I was looking at the apparent chaos around me, I caught myself thinking, "I am hating my life right now," until I kicked myself in the shorts a few times and realized this is the stuff that memories are made of. I AM thankful little people who need milk in sippie cups, for big kids who need me to hang out with them after everyone else has gone to bed, and most of all for a husband who is very easygoing! My definition of the 'beautiful life' is changing, and that's a good thing.
I wish I had one of those voice recorders that would automatically transcribe the things hidden in my heart. Until then, I'll keep composing in my head. Maybe one of these days I'll get to write them all down.
Remember, live first, blog later.
So teach us to number our days,
That we may gain a heart of wisdom.