I’ve really gotten out of the habit of blogging lately. I guess whatever creative energy is left after homeschooling (and that is VERY LITTLE) has been spent on documenting “Gracie’s Story.” I’m hoping sometime in the next few years to finish that project. In the meantime, I have definitely come to admire people (like my husband) who have to WRITE sermons or articles or anything on a consistent basis. With their income depending on it. Writing this story is so hard. Whenever I sit down to work on her story, I have to make sure I’m well rested, well hydrated, and emotionally stable. In other words… I can’t believe how much it takes out of me to go back and relive that experience!
Hopefully someday, someone who has gone through a similar experience can relate and find hope where we’ve found it. I guess that’s what keeps me writing when I just want to trash the project and do something less challenging and mentally taxi-ing. Like watching Dancing With The Stars.
Somedays, though, I wish I would have never started, because I CAN’T give up now. I mean, really…I’ve written TOO MUCH to do that. And also, it’s my pet peeve to not finish something I’ve started….wait a second….Dang it!….WHY is THAT my pet peeve? Shouldn’t I be allowed to quit something that I have –by no one’s will but my own–put on myself….without annoying myself? That doesn’t seem fair.
Okay, this post is starting to make me motion sick. I’m writing a story. I CAN’T write this story. Regardless, I WILL write this story. I HAVE to write this story BECAUSE I STARTED IT AND I WAS TAUGHT TO NEVER GIVE UP!!!
*Ahem.* Excuse me. Forgive me as I verbally regurgitate all of my emotions unabashedly all across the computer screen to all who care to listen.
It’s been awhile.
(Loud exhale)….It sure feels good to blog again.