There’s something about the Fall that just makes me want to have new beginnings. I began my blog in September of last year, life got crazy but again, heading back into that crisp cool time of year, I find myself yearning to come back to what is important to me.
I left off my last post in a content, peaceful time in my life where I had sorted things out and was beginning to feel comfortable expressing myself. It was wonderfully freeing to share and be bold about my faith.
The summer had in store for me many play dates, trips to the cottage, pool and park visits with family friends and definitely some stir craziness as I managed my boys getting in each others’ space (even my own at times). It just seemed that life became so real with the practical elements of being a part of an amazing family.
My life hit a whole new level of real with the unexpected twist of a new part-time writing job that lines up so well with my home life.
Then another twist, we might be moving??! We made a decision for my husband to apply for a job that would put us right back into his home town where I happen to have family of my own. How much can you romanticize and daydream about the perfect place to live? For me it was immediate and all-encompassing.
Yes I love my new job and I would be sad to see it end if we moved but how great it would be to have Grandma take the boys for a weekend or the cousins to get together. I could learn how to sew from my mother-in-law (the best of the best). Date nights could actually be a real thing again….
And so naturally I started decorating our home… like a mad woman! We had moved into our current home about 3 years ago and not once did I ever pay attention to our bare walls and lack of decor. A new job in a new city is applied for and in no time I am staging the house, anticipating the move.
Yes, this is how my brain works, there is no interview, there could be an internal candidate, all sorts of things could shoot this hope down. But dare I hope?
The way I look at it is this: I either have a perfectly staged home to sell, or I finally have a home to live in that looks the way my family deserved to have it YEARS ago! Nothing like lighting a fire underneath me to get me to finally make this a home.
To catch up with some of my last posts, I FINALLY finished The Horse and His Boy and I found it dragged on. Prince Caspian has been going a lot better, I especially enjoyed the part that suggests that men (or people) could be like Narnian animals where they all look the same but some are wild on the inside. Food for thought.
Speaking of food, I have to admit, it has been hard to have a job and get regular home cooked meals on the table. Baking has been non-existant as has been trying new recipes. It’s something I’d like to get back into, I’d just like to get into more of a rhythm.
My latest hair adventure was trying an Argan Oil mask last night for deep conditioning. Unfortunately I did not get a picture, but I was really impressed with how it turned out and I will make a point of taking a photo for the next time I post.
In closing, I am nearing the end of my goal to read the Bible all the way through, I am now on 2 Timothy and I feel that I have been changing as a person more and more each day just by absorbing the truths in that amazing book. I feel as though God has taken me on an incredible journey this last year with all of the pain and anguish caused by a bout of paralyzing anxiety and depression that seemed to last forever. Now I liken it to pushing through dark forest branches and peeking out to the outskirts of a beautiful field of yellow flowers where the sun is shining and there is a delightful breeze.
I am happy to be home, not necessarily physically (as that may change), but within myself and I am happy to be back writing on this blog.
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