My giving up on this blog is officially over. It's become a habit, writing here. I write. It's what I do. It's how I breathe. It's how I think. And though it's not the only place I write, it has become a kind place for me. Certainly, this is not the proper setting for every exhalation.
I may, someday, buy an old manual typewriter and pound out my thoughts exhaustively, compiling reams of strange ideas about stranger things for my great-grandchildren to someday stumble upon and subsequently use to heat their homes. But until then, here I am.
That being said, rather sheepishly, my writing this month may certainly still be scarce regardless of my resolution to continue forward. I have some articles due at the end of this week, and then the next week will be spent in preparations for the holidays and finishing school with the girls.
Again, I thank you for your prayers. It's been a sorrowful time for our family, and a break was certainly needed from some of the things with which I normally busy myself. But the sun also rises, doesn't it. We are doing reasonably well. I haven't, as of yet, written through my grief. I probably will soon. I probably must.
"For the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea" (Is 11,8).
4 comments:
I'm glad to hear this, Scott. Write when you want, write when you are able.
Welcome back.
I'm glad your sabbatical is over. :-)
Know you're in my thoughts and prayers.
Just thought you would like to know - I am thrilled by this news! Thrilled! I am so glad to know I'll still have a connection to you all via blog-world. We have mourned for you and I am relieved to hear that God's peace is surrounding your hearts. By the way, I clicked on a few of the Blogs to which you have links posted. I was surprised to find out that Truvyne (?? spelling) knows my sister and has danced with her in church! Is it a small world or what?? Is she a friend of yours from the past? Just curious. I'm wondering if our paths will cross sometime! We love you all!! I am glad to see you back at the keyboard. Finally, on a funny note, Franklin saw his first typewriter on a recent field trip. He came running over to me and said, "Mom, come look! It's the first keyboard. It's some kind of typer thing!" My homeschooled child doesn't even know what a typewriter is today! Give Laura my LOVE!
I appreciate it, Alison and Dan.
And Robin, thank you and your family for your prayers. (Btw, we saw Terrie(sp?), John, celebrating Gray's birthday at Chick-fil-A last night.) Anyway, Robin, True and I met via our blogs, actually - I knew she was out the Knoxville way, but it is funny how small of a world it is.
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