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Hi, can we talk for a minute?

Like talk the way we used to talk?

This space has gone through so much growth in the past year and a half it’s kind of crazy.

I don’t know who is out there still, from the looks of things it seems like just passerby’s looking for a recipe or clicking through a link on pinterest, but I am talking to you.

The one who has been with me since the beginning, or popped in part of the way through. The one who has followed along as I have shared my triumphs, and failures, and lessons, and everything in between.

I miss you.

I miss this space.

I miss blogging the way it was and I miss my fingers tapping away and allowing the inner thoughts to come out.

It’s been an interesting go the past few months.

We struggled with the move more than I think we let on.

Or, I should say I struggled a little bit more, everyone else made it pretty clear that they had a hard time.

That’s the thing about us mamas, we hold it together and internalize it, making our thoughts and feelings known through complaints or attitudes but not so much working through it. It’s easier to get to yourself last, figure out everyone else’s hard times and emotions and then you will get to yours. Tuck it down a little deeper and deal with it tomorrow when you have energy and time.

I am by no means being a martyr. I truly believe that this is necessary. We have to hold it together, because if we don’t, who will?!

There was a lot of prayer. A lot of trust. But change is tough.

We had change on top of change on top of change.

And I never quite felt comfortable, never able to relax, never able to let my inner mama hen out to fix up her roost.

This home is beautiful and we are blessed, but I haven’t had the time or energy to make it ours yet, and it’s funny how much that affects you.

I stared at this screen a lot.

Looking at it, wanting to say something, wanting my creative juices to flow. But I just didn’t have it in me. Then it got to the point where I didn’t even stare anymore. I stopped checking in here, stopped trying to write, let this place collect dust so to speak.

And it was good.

It was cleansing, and nice, and good.

But, I miss you.

I miss the creativity, the challenge, and the mission of this place.

And so, without any promises, I feel like I am ready to come back.

God is writing a beautiful story in our lives. One that I am so blessed to call mine. He is here, present, and working. Growing my babes into little people, changing and shifting in their hearts and mine. I can feel his whisper in this home. The ministry that can be done here, around the table, in all the places, and through this screen.

I know its good.

I know it is something I need to step forward and do again.

So friends, thank you.

Those of you that have hung around, and those that are passing through.

Thank you.

And I look forward to our time together.

4 thoughts on “Blank Page.

  1. Ashley C

    I haven’t been with you since the beginning but I have been with you since the first post I read and I can say you truly inspire me and your words encourage me! I’m excited to hear what the Lord puts on your heart to share! Xoxo

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