We met when we were just ten, the same age as that poofy-haired, closed-eye boy in the picture.
We became fast friends and friends we remained, becoming inseparable during our high school years.
We dreamed of husbands and babies and living right next door to one another.
Turns out, we live in neighboring states and not neighboring houses, but we did quite well on the rest. We married great guys who get along with each other– a treasure in and of itself!– and have six kids between us. Our twosome became ten and we love to gather together.
That friendship of ours… it had its share of bumps and bruises. The closeness was fiercely intense, making the distant periods all the more noticeable and painful. It took time for us to find a new groove and to preserve the friendship.
We learned that we had to nurture it.
And so it is with this space…
It’s the same old story– life is busy. Sometimes breathtakingly so. I don’t need to give you a rundown of my weekly schedule for you to understand how that is.
We have so very much going on and I’m truly very, very happy with my active kiddos and my own (crazy) schedule. It fills me with joy.
But I do miss writing. I miss this place.
And so, I will write. This October, though I’ve never been much of a “31 Days of Anything” kind of a girl, I will commit to WRITE. Maybe not a whole lot. Maybe nothing profound. Maybe I’ll miss a day (or two.)
But I will write.
I will nurture this space because it MATTERS.
And I’d love to have you along for the ride.
(p.s. Writing THAT much is kinda daunting. If you have any breaking questions or topics for me, feel free to let me know! I’m sure I’ll appreciate it greatly on the those writer’s block days! )