“Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.” ~ William Wordsworth ~
I have always liked to write. I was always fairly good at it. But in the last ten years, I haven’t really tried to write from a place of enjoyment. As an English teacher, I had to edit so many papers and write so many lessons and read so many novels that I didn’t have the time to just explore the joy of writing for pleasure—the kind of writing that pours out of your mind and leaves you feeling cleansed…much like prayer does for your soul. And to be honest, I really have LESS time now that my days are spent making sure tiny humans remain alive and fed and clean and happy.
However, expressing myself through the written word feels almost necessary now…I need a creative outlet. We are all busy with coming and going and planning, and if we don’t MAKE time for the important things, they will get lost. I simply don’t want to wake up thirty years from now and wish I had studied my Bible more, prayed more, written more, laughed more, and enjoyed more. Although I prefer a Word document to a piece of paper and a keyboard to a pen, I intend for this blog to be exactly what Wordsworth suggested —the breathings of my heart as a woman, as a wife, as a mother, and as a child of God.
This is not a place for political rants or controversial topics. I don’t read anyone else’s blog for those reasons. Only a few things will be found here:
- My own experiences – I often go to other blogs simply to find someone who has been where I have been. There is comfort in being able to say, “Hey! Me, too!”
- Shared tips, hacks, recipes, projects, etc. – If something works for me, I like sharing! Anything that makes life more joyful, more beautiful, or more peaceful should be shared.
- Permission to realize and accept that motherhood is messy, marriage is hard work, and life isn’t perfect. In fact, there are a LOT of days where I simply have to grin and bear it (or TWIN and bear it as I like to call it for us multiple moms…*wink wink*). But despite the messiness, the hard work, and the imperfection, it is all such a precious gift from a loving and holy Father. And the sooner we realize this, the less time we will waste on all the unimportant stuff.
To date, I have told very few people about this blog. I may keep it that way. I may not. I’m not sure anyone will be interested in the thoughts, hopes, and experiences of a very uninteresting stay-at-home-mom who struggles daily, but who knows? There may be other women out there who need a little encouragement to keep grinning and to keep bearing…because as my mother has said to me a thousand times regarding all of life’s journeys, “It’s all going to be okay.” And it will.