The cursor has been blinking for three days, waiting for me to type. I don’t know what to say. After 11 years of blogging, am I done? I don’t want to be, I enjoy sharing but I don’t know what to share anymore. My boys stories are not mine to share anymore. With Ian in school and Ollie turning 4 in just a few weeks. I decided after a very nasty troll on an anniversary post a couple of years ago, to not really write about him anymore. What does that leave me to write about? Please give me ideas.
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I agree, Bobbi. At some point kids and husbands are off limits – everyone should be able to choose their own desired level of privacy. You are wise to protect your sons’ privacy until they are old enough to make the choice themselves – and then when they do make a choice, they will still have privacy to protect. You still have a lot to write about. The “art” of housewifery for one. “Perfecting” your faith for another. One is not art and the other is never perfect, so there’s lots to write about! And the State of Texas should be big enough to keep you in topics for years!
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Thank you Kate. You are right there is still so much to write about. I need to just get over this block.
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