I made this blog months ago thinking that this would be an every day thing. My sister has a great blog http://www.pumping-sunshine.net/ . I saw the empty block and, well, came down with a case of writers block.
:::sigh::: And here it is again.
Thousands of other women write blogs seemingly effortlessly. Words just flow from their fingers and *poof* another funny, fantastic blog hits the ether that is the internet.
When I'm in the car, I'll think of something that at the time of course seems brilliant. Then I get home and my Autie (short for my autistic boy) or my Tomboy (older middle girl) or my baby, Miss Diva is knee deep in something that's overflowing, leaking or otherwise disasterously malfunctioning and my focus suddenly becomes surviving the day instead of getting the words down.
My oldest, swirling with issues and getting all the help available in the free world, oft will call asking for something to him seems reasonable. "Can you just come up here and drop off something?" he'll ask. He lives away from us right now, and where he lives is 40+ minutes one way. It's not a trip around the block. Couple that with the fact that I usually have to bring the kids he abused to 'drop off' anything he thinks he needs (or lest he perish) it complicates issues.
Life is full.
Of what, I'm still not sure.
All I can say is...God's got this. I'm just along for the ride.
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