Sunday, October 9, 2011

like fireflies at dusk...

my thoughts shoot about as I go through busy day after busy day. Daily reflections, observations...they happen and I hardly have time to notice. 

I just want to catch them in a jar; savor them.

In the past few days I have been thinking a lot about how I am someone who needs a quiet time each day to contemplate. I can't promise to contemplate anything of importance. Not every time. I just so much enjoy a half an hour to turn inward, float away, and return from my daydream with a better understanding of a topic of my choice. 

Initially I started writing in a public way (I dare not call it a blog - I don't see what I like as "bloggy", do you?) in order to organize my thoughts. If I want someone else to understand what I mean then I must be clear myself. Does that make sense? I hope so.

Life here is beautiful, and I am deliriously in love with my little clan. Yet sensitive, contemplative me has found herself as the matriarch of a little family of intense, bright, exciting and demanding males! And as day turns to night I have rarely had a moment to b-r-e-a-t-h! I end up staying up waaayyy past my bedtime so that I may indulge in Joan Blondina like things, such as knitting, drinking hot earl grey and google-ing hair tutorials (as an example :) ).

Now I am in now way, shape, or form making a resolution - that would be silly. I am, however, asking myself to please try to make time to write. It makes me so happy. I can only do the best I can do, and anything is good. I will even let myself off the hook from including photos in my posts - too much work!  Keep it simple.

Wish me luck!

Love Always,
Joan Blondina