A day late and a dollar short.....

.....doesn't even BEGIN to sum up my life right now. Somebody PLEASE tell me how my life got away from me. It's like it snuck out in the middle of the night and at first I didn't notice it was gone because I was so preoccupied with unimportant things that had somehow disguised themselves as important things. Then by the time I realized it was gone it already had such a big head start that I had no chance of ever catching up. Especially since it caught a jet plane on it's way out of town and I'm only on foot. My only hope is that perhaps it will travel all the way around the world and catch up with me from behind.

I'm not even sure if anybody is still around to read my random diatribes. (I'm not even 100% sure what diatribes means, I've just heard others use it before and it seemed fitting just now.)

I've been away so long that my 2 followers probably got tired of me taking up space in their RSS reader and dropped me long ago.

But I can live with that.

Because I did in fact need a break from blogging. Besides needing some time to deal with family concerns and time to serve people I loved for awhile I also needed some time to sort out how I was spending my time. And how I wanted to be spending my time. And what was important to me.

I wish I could say that in the months I've been gone I discovered some rich fountain of knowledge. I wish I had some profound truth to offer you.

Instead I just discovered that life is busy. And that I can't do EVERYTHING. And that's okay. Really, it is.

Because life is about seasons. And just because I can't do something RIGHT NOW doesn't mean there won't come a season in my life when I can do it.

These past few months have been a season of making new friends, remembering old friends, creating memories, renewing trust, serving, giving, crying, aching, laughing, reading, pondering, praying and a little magic for good measure.

So, as we approach a new year I've been contemplating life, the universe, and my living room. I know it's cliche to set goals at the beginning of a new year-but sometimes traditions stand the test of time for a reason.

But this time it's about more than just rattling off a few random check lists which will quickly be forgotten. I want to really focus on what is important to me, and then ensure I'm spending my time on the things that are most important to me.

And I decided that blogging is important to me. In my months away I have discovered that I NEED to write.

But I may not write as much as I once did. And my blog may have a slightly different feel to it this year.

It's still up for debate as to if Name that Movie Monday and Flashback Friday will be regulars around here. I haven't decided yet.

Since I realized that writing is core to me I started a writing group with two very talented and all around fun people that I am immensely excited. I have not decided how much, if any, of this writing I should make public.

I have also decided to give up my quilt block of the month class this year. Which was a hard decision because one of the fabric choices for the quilt next year is black and white and neon green. Sigh. But-I still have so many unfinished blocks from this year that I decided I need to actually finish a few projects first before taking on more.

Anyway-the point is not to outline all the things I will and won't be doing in 2010. Well, actually, I don't really know what the point is. Oh, yes. It was to start blogging again. Which meant I just started writing randomly and this post here is what I happened to spit up on the page. I probably should go back and edit it and make it sound all pretty and have an actual point and be thoughtful....but I'm not. :) Because the important thing was not how pretty it sounded. The important thing was to just write!