It's not you, it's me.
Lot's of blog worthy things have happened in the last month, including a surprise trip to Disney, my Dad's wedding, and my sister's baby shower, amongst the normal every day circus we live. Oh yeah- we went to the circus, the real Barnum and Bailey kind. And if you remember, I LOVE the circus! I have had lots to document, and might get around to doing something with all those stories and pictures.
But this post isn't about all of that. It is about what I have been wrestling with for a while now. Lately it has been a bit consuming and I haven't felt like talking/typing about much else. But the thing is, I DON'T want to write about it. Waaaaaay to personal. Sorry.
I've decided that this isn't that kind of blog. I'm not a deep, thoughtful, writer. You will never shed a tear here. I want to keep these posts to the same light, craziness that is laughable about our lives.
So, I'm going to buck up. I'm going to get to posting again! I've have too many people ask where I've been and still an influx of blog hits to let everyone down. I'm sure God will work through my personal whatever this is (since He has been the one hearing about it all these months!) and all will be fine.