I’m starting to believe in year-round school.It’s Christmas break and the kids are driving me crazy! I know they’re just restless and bored. They want to create things with scissors and tape and glue, which makes more mess. They squabble over every little thing. Always asking for a snack, a movie, a game. Tattling. Whining. Pouting.
I'm relieved Christmas is over. Pretty sad, but true. I'm looking forward to normalcy. I've really been debating how that will look. I'm craving routine, security, predictability. But I know myself well enough to remember how restless I become with it all. I think I'd still like it for a while, anyway. Maybe.
Christmas Eve. Still haven't wrapped presents. I told Danny that Santa just hadn't come yet. I still feel bad about lying to him. He asked me earlier if the North Pole really existed, and I told him no. And then Emily got upset (she likes to be in on it all) and told me not to tell him the truth. Which was funny, since she basically told him I wasn't lying. I wonder if any other parents feel bad for pretending that Santa's real.
Last night I made a list of magazines I wanted to submit articles to in January. Just making that list made me nervous. I felt rejected before I even sent anything. I'm just not sure how to proceed with all of this. I wish someone could help me get started, but I don't know anyone who's done it before. Kind of sucks to be the first. That happens to me a lot with things. Wonder what that means. Hmm. Well, I'm going to try not to procrastinate with it, at least. That's one of my resolutions. Just do it. Wait, isn't that a Nike slogan? Well, I'll still try it. Good luck to me...
This is my journey out of depression, into hope. My desire is to be a passionate voice of restoration to lost and broken women. I'm a Texan currently serving overseas in France, a writer, artist, musician, counselor, follower of Jesus, chocolate, popcorn, & Dr. Pepper addict, book & movie lover, devoted wife & mom of 4 amazing kiddos.