I have not felt like writing. There are so many things going on. The house continues to come along. The kids continue to grow. We have family events (we love being close to our parents and extended families). Our dog is as cute as ever. I found a new tea that is fantastic. Etc, etc, etc.
But then there is the hard stuff, the real tough stuff. Friends hurt. K struggles with her cancer. K's mother-in-law is in ICU dying. Another blogger was pregnant with quad girls and 3 have passed away. My husband's cousin-in-law lost her 45 year old brother to melanoma. The list goes on and on.
And the wind goes out of my sails.
Home building and tea suddenly seem meaningless and prayer and supplication are the only way to survive each day. Yes, I believe holding tight to Jesus is the only way to survive each moment, good or bad, but sometimes in the really dark days, all I can do is pray. Blogging is hard. Yet today I was reminded that my hurting friends enjoy reading about tea and home building because it feels normal and takes them away from pain for a moment.
And so I'll write on, even if it's with a heavy heart some days. I am just so thankful for faith, family and all of you sweet friends.