I read this today and in my head I thought those could be my exact words!
If you've got nothing better to do today, I encourage you to read her post.
I would like to write like her.
I want to write about how I find God everywhere. And sometimes God finds me.
I've got lists of things that keep me up at night. I'm tired from chasing kids all day.
She says something about how hard it is to find friends at the age of 30.
Honey? Try finding friends when you're 54.
Sometimes I am so lonely I ache.
And it's true what she says...the words do get in the way.
I think to myself Wow! this would be a great blog post, then promptly forget everything I wanted to write about in the next 5 minutes.
I tried a new recipe from The Pioneer Woman and it turned out fantastic.
Do ya'll really want to read about that??
I'd love to write a post about how pleasant the day was; how cute and adorable were these two kids!
But I yell a lot out of frustration or impatience and that makes us all a little cranky and sad.
They forgive me within minutes...I'm not so good with forgiving myself.
I wish I had a better way with words. Do I wish I was a writer? An Author?
Honestly, no I don't. I couldn't promote a book and go on tour and talk to strangers.
Talk to strangers?!? Are you kidding me?? No way.
But I can write to you guys and you are strangers although you don't feel that way to me.
I appreciate the comments. I appreciate the fact that you read these words of mine.
I am thankful and grateful that you all follow me here on this blog.
It does ease the ache of feeling so alone.
Maybe I'll start writing about the good that I see in my own life every day.
Let me think about that for a bit. I'll get back to you.