In the days before children, it seemed like everything was sprinkled with the word *and.* Let’s prepare a time-intensive French dinner AND watch movies all night AND go wine tasting AND take a nap. We can because we can!!!
If I had to summarize these days with two children under my care, I would call them the Days of *Or.* We can visit Uncle Dusty in London OR remodel the kitchen. We can embark on a walk OR read a book. We can take a shower OR write a blog post. We have a lot of options, but we can’t do it all.
And that should perfectly explain my lack of posts lately; Higher Highs, Lower Lows has most definitely been the “or” that gets the shaft. The good news, however, is that the things I choose instead have been wonderful ones. I’ve taken on more writing work, which makes me oh so very happy, plus I’ve been gardening, canning, brewing beer (aka My Third Child, which will receive its own blog post shortly), sewing, celebrating Seabass’ 3rd birthday, training for a half marathon, and collaborating with Jake on plans for our (gulp) impending kitchen remodel.
Individually, each of these activities would strongly indicate that I am happy. But I’ve been doing them all, which makes me Little Suzy Sunshine. Some people, I suppose, chill out and do less when they’re happy, but not me. If my mind is freed up from despair and anxiety, there is more space for dreaming and scheming. This is where I am right now, thank the Lord.
So forgive me for taking some time off. The fact that I’m happy does not mean the stories have ceased. Heavens, no.