Sometimes I forget that when I don't post, you don't know what's going on here.
Sometimes I forget that even if I do post, you don't know what's going on in here.
Sometimes I do that with my husband. I have complete conversations with him in my head. (Am I really the only person, scratch that, woman who does this? Then, I'm angry, scratch that, annoyed when he says I didn't tell him something. Well, yes I did! In my head.
Sometimes I think my kids are the greatest little things on earth.
Sometimes I think I'm doing a good job.
Sometimes I think, "They aren't babies anymore." No more "First Halloween" or "First Christmas" for them. They're seasoned pros.
Sometimes I think, "When will they catch on?"
Sometimes I think, I suck at this.
Sometimes I want to suck all the contents of my head out and splatter them all over the keyboard. It might be a little quicker to help you understand what's swirling around in my head.
Sometimes I think, "I just can't write tonight. No one wants to hear this."
Sometimes I think, "Oh, won't they just laugh?"
Sometimes I hit backspace when I almost let you in.
Sometimes I post pictures of all the joy I see around me.
Sometimes I have a hard time paring them down.
Sometimes I'm amazed at what people feel inspired to comment about. It's not always the point I was trying to make.
Sometimes I learn about how my words can affect others.
Sometimes I'll never know.
Sometimes the phone rings 100 times in a day.
Sometimes I don't answer even though I'm home. Come over instead!
Sometimes I imagine 100s of people reading here.
Sometimes I wish I could take it all back.
Sometimes I think I can do anything. Through Christ. Who strengthens me. (Thanks to Emily: that's the only piece of scripture I can routinely call on.)
Sometimes I forget Who is really taking care of me.
Sometimes I forget Who is really in control.
Sometimes I forget Who really loves me.
Sometimes I forget my past.
Sometimes I forget my future.
Sometimes I get silly when things get serious. I might laugh at your funeral.
Sometimes I get silly so you don't know how I'm really feeling.
Sometimes I forget what I was going to write about.
Sometimes I remember.
Sometimes I remember.
Does this post sound familiar? Half-way through I thought so, too. Here's a refresher.