One of my New Years Resolutions was to write more regularly this year. I am currently in the process of picking a new name, redesigning my site, etc...so I kept putting it off until my site was "more beautiful, more complete"...I am having trouble coming up with the perfect name. "Once I find THE name I will start". Needless to say...I was majorly putting it off!
But then, tonight, after a talk with a good friend I like to call "Mom" I realized that I am not writing for anyone but myself...and the bug.
This journey was intended as a creative outlet for me and as a little glimpse into my soul for my daughter. One of my favorite things is reading my mother's writing. I soak up every word. Let it sink in. Breathe in the marvelous-ness that is her. When I was younger I would sneak into her room and secretly read her journals. I wasn't trying to be nosy...I just wanted to learn more about her. I wanted to know her thoughts. I found the things she had to say interesting and insightful. I probably couldn't define it at the time but I wanted to know her on a more intimate level.
The best way to define the way I have entered into this year is "hopeful". Things feel different this year. I feel different this year. I want to record this pivotal, transitional time in my life for my girl. I want write with honesty and openness. I want this to be a place where she can come, soak it in and breathe in me.
This will be a sacred place.
A place to share my brave moments and my scary moments.
My trials and my lessons.
A place to share the amazingness that God does and the times I really don't feel Him.
A place to pour out my heart and stretch myself creatively.
A place to be silly and to be real. A place for me...and the bug. :)
XO, Em
Some highlights of our week:
Sitting in the grass, watching the cars.
On an afternoon walk to the grocery store.
Snuggles in the park, watching the skateboarders.
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