Let's talk about this blog. I know, I know, it's usually taboo and yanks everyone back to a more safe distance from each other. I think it's very fair to say to everyone that this blog has been very surface level lately, almost akin to this conversation:
Friend 1: "Hey, how are you?"
Friend 2: "Good, you?"
Friend 1: "Fine, fine. How about that weather?"
Friend 2: "Crazy, huh?"
That's not what pulls you in, it's not how great conversations begin or friendships are built up. And usually, an in person conversation with me is never that surface level, love it or hate it. I'm always authentic to me. It goes something a little more along the lines of:
Me: "Hey, what's up?"
Friend: "Not much, you?"
Me: "Well this morning, Isaac started the day off fighting over clothes, but then Tony got him giggling by calling Ezra a stinky butt and before you know it all three boys were giggling uncontrollably!"
I'm not a small talk girl. It's a waste of time. It's heartless. It's a void of time without meaning.
And I apologize that this blog has been doing pretty much the same thing, but . . . sadly, it's also a great representation of how our lives have actually been going lately. The blog is running on fumes and so are we.
No, Tony and I aren't in a desperate place in our marriage. Technically, even on a bad day, I don't think you'd get either of us to even say we're hurting, but we're also not strong. There's just been too much work and not enough upkeep, in our relationship, in our house, but thankfully we've been good about the kids. :)
This isn't a post to tell you that I'm closing down shop or that I'm taking a hiatus, because overall, I've always thoroughly enjoyed blogging. It's something I love to do. To share photos, my faith and express my thoughts, hopefully well, in type, so I won't be leaving it.
Hopefully, when this season winds down.
Hopefully, when we find joy in all of the little moments.
Hopefully, when I pick up the camera for personal pictures again, I'll be able to resume the conversation like normal.