And So It Begins...Again

I started a blog several years ago. A blog I really enjoyed writing and sharing with many of you who may be reading this right now. Then, as so often happens, life got in the way.

Please don't misunderstand me. Life getting in the way is not always such a bad thing. It depends.

For example. In the last two years I've started a new position as a high risk hospitalist helping to care for the sickest of pregnant women. This is my dream job. I love it. Did acclimating to a new position affect my writing? Probably. Do I regret it? Absolutely not.

My Dad had dementia. His condition deteriorated rapidly in the last two years. Especially the last few months. You notice I say had, because we said good-bye to my dad not long ago. Did trying to coordinate his care affect my writing? Probably. Do I regret trying to keep him in our home as long as possible? Absolutely not.

Our family has grown by about 12 feet in the last year. That is two teenage boys, each about 6 feet tall moved into my home and promptly ate all my food!! Has learning to be a teen boy mom affected my writing? Probably. And no. No, I don't regret it. Not even the grocery bill. Absolutely not.

So, I guess what I'm trying to say is sometimes it's okay to let life get in the way. Otherwise, what's the point of living anyway?

Now it seems life has given me another opportunity to write

(I actually just finished my first novel!) and I'm happy to be back. I pray we can do some living together, again. Because one thing is for sure, I love my crazy life and how God uses it to reveal important truths. To humble me. To encourage me. To show his love for me. To teach me all about his goodness and grace.