This crazy blog has provided me joy, frustration, stress, therapy, feelings of self-doubt as well as feelings of self-assuredness. I'm not closing the doors, although I've considered it. People who currently blog or have blogged in the past, know these feelings well. Those who don't blog wonder what the big deal is. It's your blog, write what you want, when you want. Pfff!
And those who don't blog... are absolutely right.
I'm looking forward to closing out 2010 with Chris and the boys. We have a few things to accomplish before the end of the year, but mostly we hope to enjoy some unstructured time, a visit from my parents, and the magic that is Christmas. [I still believe!]
Chris worked hard lighting the too-tall tree that takes four adults to get in our family room. As he balanced on a borrowed 20-foot ladder, moving ornaments a little to the left -- no, back to the right... wait... the blue sparkly one needs to go to the other side -- he accused me of trying to kill him for the life insurance money.
The tree is beautiful. Middle Boy sat on the floor every morning before school, quietly looking at the lights and ornaments. He seemed to be meditating, almost soothed by his private moments with the tree while the house was still.
[Chris and boys decorating.]
I've intercepted the glide slope for 2011 and I'm ready for a solid and safe landing. Bear with me and if I make it, I'll keep fiddling around with this silly blog.