When you have a blog you've neglected, and no one reads it, it is almost a diary. Granted, it is still a public blog, and people could eventually read it, but that is a small price to pay for the fact that you don't have a beautiful journal laying around and typing is so much faster than writing. You know, on real paper with a pen.
I've been feeling emotional lately. It might have something to do with the pregnancy hormones (yep non-existent audience, I'm pregnant) or it might have something to do with the fact that I walked 22 miles of what is most likely my last 3-Day for the Cure while pregnant, my team met our goal of raising $100,000 in 5 years, my Mom's been gone for an entire decade, my children start school tomorrow, and my "baby" is starting kindergarten.
Nah. It's probably the hormones. All of that other stuff is no big deal, right?
Life is full of changes. Things I can control and things I can not, and while I've been emotional about the changes the last few weeks of August and first few weeks of September bring, I am content. Emotions aside, I am ready to embrace the changes this fall brings.
I'm not going to lie, the last weeks of August are HARD. My parents would have been married 27 years this August, my Mom would have turned 56, and instead we marked 10 years since she died too soon. I carried the "Anniversaries" flag at the Opening Ceremonies for this years 3-Day for the Cure and shed more than my fair share of tears.
But immediately following August comes September and everything is different. Even the weather knows this and it is like the cool winds of fall sooth my soul. I have two boys incredibly excited to start school. I have new life kicking and somersaulting inside of me, and Friday, provided he or she wants to cooperate, we'll know if it's a he or she.
To everything there is a season, and I am welcoming this season of change.