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Summers are hard. Enjoyable, yes, but also draining. My kids like routine and predictability, and frankly, so do I. In the summer, there can be routines, but they're different from the rest of the year, and they change more frequently. The whole world seems a little topsy-turvy.
I feel like it's been a while since I've made my plain old voice heard here. Just me. I don't think that's all summer, although some of it is. I think some of it is not bringing my beginner's mind (as they say in Zen) to my blogging. I've learned what to expect from blogging, what's safe to share and what's not. I've learned that A Room of Mama's Own is not entirely my own, and I've narrowed the window in accordingly, to protect myself and especially to protect others. I have a blog voice now that's feeling distinct from my everyday voice. I won't say that's a bad thing (or a good one); it just is.
Anyway, I just stopped by to say to myself (as if you all aren't listening in) that I miss talking to me and that I am here.

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