Don't you hate that? You're right in the middle of a conversation and all of a sudden...what was I talking about??? Lately I've been battling the old I forgot more often than not. I can't remember, "Why did I come up here?" or "What was I going to do again?" I sound like an old woman. Having talked to my other friends around here, I've come to the conclusion that it has nothing to do with being crazy and everything to do with raising children. As a Mom, you're supposed tackle a million things at once. That works for a while and then somewhere along the line it all just becomes gibberish. We go, go, go, until we can't, can't, can't. Learning how to filter out the kaous and find some time of quiet can be challenging. But what is the cost of not doing that. For me it is more and more confusion. I spend that time a study with God and all of a sudden things are clearer. Well I hear the pitter patter of little feet so that's the end of this for me(:
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
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