Apparently I have been on a blogging hiatus. It is self-imposed. I am not happy about it. Life has been a bit messier than usual around here lately and so the special things I get to do (as infrequent as that already seems to be) were put on pause. That is what I like to think anyway. I pushed pause. Now, I am pushing play. The hiatus has ended. (Yippee!)
What is the main cause of such a pause, you ask?
Well, we moved. We were extremely fortunate to sell our house in this economy and so quickly. We are still thanking God and our lucky stars for that! If you have ever moved, you understand the process. In my single days, I moved around a fair amount and became quite the expert. A roommate would move out of town or out of state, life simply bringing the unending change it inevitably brings. But I definitely got the hang of it – what with just me and my measly possessions. But to move as a wife and mother of two wee ones, it was a whole different experience. My husband and I moved belongings we have held, some since our own birth and most certainly since our marriage. We also moved the possessions of our children. I can tell you with a fair amount of certainty that there has been just a wee bit of accumulation over the last five years. A lot of bits for the wee ones, if you catch my drift. Also, there is the hanging on of stuff we have not used in two years (or twenty). Apparently, I have not traditionally been good at purging in any capacity. You do not realize how much stuff you actually have until you are forced to move it. Truly. There was so much that was garbage. There was so much given to charity. And there was so much left. Baby swings and bouncy seats, papers from my childhood days when I pretended I was a high-class executive named Samantha Taylor and grade school essays. It takes time to go through these things and to sort and recollect and reminisce…
In the meantime, during the hiatus, we were also working on the new place. This mostly involved hours and days of cleaning and painting. For me, these activities stole time away from writing and photography and other joy-filled hobbies that I would prefer to be indulging in. Now, you can understand why the pause happened. I guess it wasn’t as much self-imposed as circumstance-imposed. I have come to terms with the pause. I have decided it is okay to pause. Sometimes it is the very best thing we can do, to regroup and to regain our bearings.
And so, I am back. Decidedly. Triumphant. And happy to be!