Reflecting

I used to come here fairly regularly and with great joy to process my thoughts, to share myself and our funny things and ask for prayer, but lately, if I think about the blog at all it is with a twinge of regret and guilt at not being able to apply myself to yet another of my responsibilities.

It's too bad that this is how I feel about this space, too, because in so many ways we are the sum of our experiences, and this more than any other medium has allowed me to catalog them for our family. Of course, it isn't only about them, as you well know if you've visited here more than once or twice.

I don't know what it will look like, but I do wish to continue here. Obviously I'm not as frequent of a poster as I once was, but I will keep writing. Even after all this time, I have yet to really find the "voice" for this blog. I am a wife, a mother, a nurse, and, more recently, a non-profit intern, and it's hard to know which hat to put on when I sit down to type. As is it is with my life, but I imagine it can be a little frenetic to jump from topic to topic here, and I do keep that in mind when I write. More than anything else, I want to be authentic. I am still learning, still finding myself, still trying to figure out what the meaning of All This is. Reading back through the archives, I see the transitions. I am glad for them, as it is evidence of my moving closer to who I am purposed to be by the Father. But it gives me pause at times to share things in real time, knowing I will look back and feel foolish about the Me I once was. I don't mind it too much, though, and perhaps others will benefit from these little sermons in the trenches. So I will press on.

Thank you for reading here. For your comments. For your prayers. For sharing life with me. I am a better person for having lived out loud in this small way, and I am grateful for it.

Until next time,
Megan

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