Okay, seriously, people, I have been working up this post since last Tuesday. For starters, I apologize for my absence. One of my goals for the year was to write at least one post per month and I failed! While I managed to get some in there during my terrible morning sickness stage, March just got away from me. My husband commented to me the other day, "I haven't seen any blog posts lately." To which I replied, "can you give me a prompt?" :)
Anyways, it wasn't long after that little conversation that life provided it's own prompt and that is really what my writing is all about. So, I came to my blog and titled my post "Changes". And it sat there. For almost a week. Because I really couldn't work up what I wanted to say about change. And all the while that silly song has been stuck in my head! Especially on the nights that I forget to take something to help me sleep. So tonight I decided I had to write something or just write it off. And it started with a change to the title.
And here's what really prompted this post. How we respond to change.
Most of us probably (as mature adults) face change with some excitement and some trepidation. And most of us, if we honestly consider the issue, lean more strongly towards one side of the pendulum or the other. We relish change or we abhor it. And then many of us, when we consider the issue of change more deeply, would say there are some areas of our life that change is okay and good and then there are other areas of our life that we really don't want to see any change in. This is all sounding a bit wishy washy isn't it?
Unfortunately, this is going to have to be continued! I have got to get to bed, but I determined that I would post at least something in this post that started in my mind almost a week ago. I apologize for the fragmentation, but I decided it was tonight or never....