hands hurt = memories lost
Here’s the deal – I’m failing at this whole blog thing.
I could offer a zillion excuses like these ones:
- My hands hurt
- My life is extremely full with my homeschooling, church, health, and friends responsibilities.
- My brain is tired.
- There is a whole lotta crap going on that I can’t talk about and it makes it seemingly impossible to even begin to compose a sentence about the many lovely things I CAN talk about.
- My room is filthy and it hard to justify sitting down to blog when I should be cleaning with my five minutes of time.
And while all of those things are true, so very true, it really boils down to me not making or taking the time to write and letting my online time be sucked up by other things.
So, here it is November 6 and I have hardly blogged for an entire year. My right hand was injured one year ago and I had to really limit my typing and mousing, but what started as a temporary heal-the-hand activity change has become the norm. Typing and mousing have been hard this entire time and now my left hand is injured as well so I don’t know when it is going to get easier in the foreseeable future. But I do know this; I have missed an entire year of recording and remembering our family’s experiences and hilarious moments and I can’t get those back. So, I am going to try my darndest to make the time, to take the time, and start writing again. My soul needs it…and I don’t want any more memories to be lost.
I'm Tracy, a mama with big dreams, crazy ideas, loads of laughter, an insatiable desire to learn, and enormous piles of laundry.
