Hello,
I’ve started blogging again and you may have noticed it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything online prior to this. I feel the need to give a little update from my online period of silence these past three/four-ish years. It has not been intentional in the writing part, more so in the social media part. I have missed sharing life with many of you and receiving your feedback and daily musings and have definitely missed sharing beauty but most of all I have realized that not writing has left a hole in my heart. A lot of things have occurred, of course in these past years since starting our family that have taken precedence and writing has inconsequently taken a back seat. It didn’t fully occur to me until my dear friend Sue invited me to a writer’s conference this summer… in Switzerland. She is a friend of the author and wanted to take the opportunity to see Europe but didn’t want to go alone. She thought I might enjoy it as a writer myself. As far-fetched as taking a solo vacation across the ocean while being a mother of a toddler seemed, Wayne encouraged me to go and I booked the trip. You see he is wonderful like that, and if you know him you’d confer that he is an advocate for people’s dreams, including mine; a dream I had let sit in a quiet dark corner and forgotten about.
Writing has always been a way for me to express myself. Aside from writing for fun over the years—and that stint of freelance writing for a health publication—I always thought of writing a book as something I’d do once I’m old enough to acquire enough life experience on a subject. That age still seems vaguely in the future for me. Mary DeMuth, the author hosting our conference, encouraged me to write now though, and so here I am taking baby steps towards doing that.
I’ve decided to continue my blog to resharpen my pencil while taking steps towards a more serious project. I would love and appreciate your prayers for me as I do that.
Since it has been such a period since sharing with you, whom I consider friends, I should fill you in on what’s happened in between—as I will do more fully in my coming blogs. I’ll give it to you in bullet-point style: We decided to start planning a family in 2020 and I got pregnant quickly in the Spring but found out after announcing it to our friends and family that I would be miscarrying, which happened finally at 12 weeks; we learned that it was a little boy. I got pregnant again that fall with our dear little Alex—a strong fellow—which was followed by the second dark trial of this time I had envisioned so differently—sickness, for a full 20 weeks. Once recovering from that I was back to myself and so thankful, yet my home-birth ended in a C-section and postpartum in serious depression and anxiety. After recovering from the trauma of that all and the shocking life-change of bringing a first child into our lives, I began to have a variety of different health struggles one after another. Upon my currently unstable nervous system, they took a hard toll on my mind and it has been a process, which I’m still in, to get back to my resilient mind and self.
The Lord has been so kind to me through it all and I am beginning to see some of His purpose in it. Our little Alex is three and a half now and I have come to a very sweet place in motherhood which has also allowed me a little more time for things like writing. I look forward to sharing with you over this next year and hearing your feedback as well. As always, I hope you are consoled and encouraged as you read. I speak faith over you.