Today is January first.
The first day of a new year.
Fresh starts and resolutions and recaps.
You know the drill.
For many, many months I have craved to get words out, into sentences and paragraphs and stories... but every time I get an inkling to make a picture out of letters, I get distracted, or scared, or overwhelmed or... worst of all... "busy."
It seems like there is too much to tell.
Like the stories and thoughts that I want to express require too much back story. Too many bits and pieces are missing to convey what I want to say.
But I'm pretty sure that is just me being lazy and probably scared.
I keep meaning to catch this little blog-space up with the "where are they now" of our family life.
I keep meaning to catalogue the interesting observations I've made about life since transitioning out of foster parenting.
I keep meaning to...
But meaning to and executing are two very different things.
I don't feel quite brave enough to get my actual, real life, specific 2013 goals out in the midst of a blog that has been sorely neglected for the last year, but I do feel brave enough to start putting words together. Into sentences. Into paragraphs. Into stories.
I'm feeling a bit out of practice, but with a few more runs and lots more typing and deleting and starting over... we will get back into the swing of things!
So 2013, here's to many more words!