of what to write about... And that would be because I did have a few thoughts I should have written, and didn't, and now they are gone... Hopefully, they come back, and I'll catch them in writing next time... who knows...
The boys are both at school. That fact still strikes me as amazing. The boys... My boys, old enough to be at school... I dreamt of having children for so long, that having them seems quite odd. But they are very real, these dream boys of mine. Dreamt, prayed, longed, nurtured in my heart and soul for years. I prayed for my children in the same prayers I prayed for their future dad, and measured every guy I was in relationship with against that measuring stick... Do I want you as the father of my children? Maybe that is why it took so long for me to find him, my dream man... I wasn't really looking for a partner, I was looking for the parent. And it was only when I stopped and prayed for a partner for me that I found the missing parent for my children. Funny, that... I wouldn't have anyone else.
So, with the boys at school, I now have time... Time to clean the house, time to write, time to study, time to craft, time for me!!!! So much time. But it really is the same amount of time I've always had, and just a bit of adjusting circumstances makes it seem so much more. I wonder what else in my life I need to adjust circumstances for, and make bigger, more, different...
hmmm... talk about disjointed thoughts. More of a journal entry than a blog, but isn't a blog simply a journal that we are willing to share? Scary, that...
