Life is beautiful!

Today I downloaded an app for my phone that will help me keep up with my writing. I figure I spend so much of the day typing with my thumb anyway that why not? It's the way of the world these days. Tonight I hung out with Maria and we had an amazing conversation. It was one of those conversations where you cry, you laugh, and you walk away feeling cleansed. My soul needed that. I've been doing so much soul-cleansing lately. It's been long overdue. You get so used to the daily grind, the ho-hum everyday things that have to be done - work, feeding your family, spending time with the kiddo, cleaning, relaxing for 2.5 minutes. It seems that sometimes you (the real you) get lost in the madness. This is not to say that I don't love my teacher, mom, wife, cook, couch-potato me because I totally do. I just miss the social, music-loving, healthier, writer, thinker me. I think there's room for both and it's time to carve out a space in my life for all those aspects. I said to a friend recently that a happy [parent] makes for a much happier family and I believe that's true. I hope I'm on the right path to feeling a little better about life. I am not at all in any way complaining because I have SO many beautiful, amazing blessings that I thank God every single day are in my life. But I also am grateful for a family who understand my need to reconnect with some of the deepest things that make me feel alive. Discovering new artists. Journaling. Exercise. Texts with friends. Roadtrips. Good books. So much food for a tired soul. Life is beautiful. 

Ellipsis

So, this is not exactly part two. But it's something. It's been a long 3.5 years since I've written in The Green Reverie. It's not for lack of things to say but more that I have SO MANY things to say I just don't even know where to start. So many things have changed since my last post. My life has been kind of a rollercoaster since then - lots of ups and downs. But I still feel like I have a voice that I want to be heard, if for no other reason than to just get these thoughts off my chest. I think of things to write about a least five times a day but then I convince myself that no one wants to hear it. There is so much insecurity about baring your soul to the world. But it's like one of my favorite bloggers, Momastery (Glennon Melton), says all the time. You don't have to be good or say anything in particular. Sometimes you just have to pick up the pen. Or in this case, the laptop. The first step towards catharsis is just doing what feels healing, right? So there that is...