Every time I sit down to write a post, I manage to get so caught up in where to start and how to word things and what all to address that I get confused and give up. There is no way for me to explain all that is going on in my life (and in my head and heart) without writing a novel. It would also require a great deal of energy (I don’t have) because there is a lot I haven’t figured out and don’t understand. And honestly, I’m not sure I want to put so much of myself out there like that yet.
Anyway, I suppose I am just popping in to say that I’m alive and getting through my days by focusing on the little things. As long as the sun is shining, I try to spend time outside. I wander around the back field with the dog. Or sit at the picnic table in the yard listening to my iPod or scribbling in my journal. Even if it is only 36 degrees out there, I bundle up and the sun is warm.
I’ve been in the kitchen a lot too. Perhaps I’ll be back in the next few days with some of the foodie photos I’ve snapped.