Five years ago our little family had the opportunity to spend a few days in the home of a friend. It was the first time we had met face to face. Something she said in our many talks was that we all really only saw each other in a limited way, like snapshots through a keyhole. That stuck with me. I mulled over it and thought about the truth revealed in so many ways in our lives. It seems the more transparent we become through the use of social media, the less we know about ourselves and the less connected we are to the people in our lives.
My life has become both more complex and more simple in the five years since. And I am returning to writing. Here, in the form of random thoughts put out where the world can see but few people ever will. I am also writing a book. Actually I am the "ghost writer" as I am working with a published author under his name in a series he already has an established readership. In that book, I will tell so many "secrets" about my life, the ugliness that I have tried to shelter everyone I know and love from finding out.
My life has changed and therefore this blog will also change. My girls have grown. So has our family. The autoimmune diseases I battle have more of a front seat role in my life than before. Miracle is no longer plagued with problems from her brain injury although she still has many struggles. I likely won't post much about that here as that is her story, but sometimes with permission I might. Angelica is off at college and no longer a daily part of our lives. I have welcomed another family into our lives, thinking of them as my daughter and grandchildren.
I am still me but I will be less edited here, more likely to share the ugliness in an attempt to find the holiness that God says lives within me. As a part of that process, I am attempting to combine all of my blogs as a way to take down the walls and stop hiding who I am from those around me.
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