waking up

I've wanted to write for a while now. Throughout the day, as I go about my Mama business, I find myself thinking in prose. I take little snapshots of my day and surround them with long, lovely sentences full of superfluous adjectives and lists separated by commas. 

All in my head.

I know I'm a writer. My mind keeps an active list of all the things I want to document but my day keeps me from actually getting anything down on paper. Part of it is busyness, but another part is laziness coupled with fear. 

All this to say, I'm hoping to get back into the swing of blogging. And not just about my kids, but about me. About life. Church planting. Community. Eating clean (or trying). Suffering. Hoping. 

I'm waking up. My heart is waking up. My words are waking up.

At least, they're trying to. :)

Thanks for sticking around. XOXO