Oh, yes, I do have a blog, don't I?! I am not doing so well at keeping up with this poor neglected thing lately. Maybe it is because I feel as though I have been completely blasted off the highway of life. When I finally scraped myself up and headed back into the fray, I was blasted off again. And now, I admit that I am almost afraid of the phone. I am also grappling with a lot of big thoughts and changed perspectives. And grief. Good night, I think I have cried too much lately. Funny thing is that I am not much of a "crier." Oh, I always tear up at sentimental things, but I do not usually cry about life unless I am absolutely drowning in stress and frustration. Yet I think I have cried more since the first part of January than I have in the entire last decade of my life! Right now I just want to pack up my little family and run to
That peaceful spot in Georgia where my cell phone doesn't work and life seems to go away. But since I am in the real world, I can't just "go away." So when my thoughts are not so jumbled (and I can find my sense of humor), I will post the better details of what is going on in our lives, but since I cannot seem to post without a picture or two. . .
My 15 month old preemie that weighs 30+ pounds.
Seth - 9, Ethan - 6, Silas - 15 months.
A recent picnic with our dear friends - the Russos.
My cutie patootie.
My little bookworm in his favorite reading position.