Blue’s Clues

Yesterday

Me: it’s my job to teach you responsibility
Blue: no it’s your job to be mean and YOU’RE DOING A GREAT JOB!

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This is not the newsy post I promised, nor is it the post I wrote and rewrote and rewrote yesterday. Everyone is on edge, blowing other people’s words out of proportion. I don’t want my words to hurt. Inevitably if I wrote what I thought I would hurt someone. We have enough hurt. The words I want to say are the same on a post I didn’t write this summer but has been in my head for months. When I type them they aren’t enough to express how I really feel. I just want everyone to get along and love each other.

So Much To Say

It is with unmitigated guilt that I sometimes open the wordpress app on my phone. I don’t even bother checking my own blog, the cobwebs make me shudder, but I log in to read what my friends are saying.

I have so much to say. So much! But I don’t want to type it on my phone. I don’t ever feel like I have the time or the mental space to write. So tomorrow, I think. Maybe tomorrow I’ll blog. And I’ll document my amazing child who just turned eight and all the excitement surrounding him this month. And I’ll document whatever happened since then that my brain tells me I wanted to write but have since forgotten. And I’ll document more. Because I want to remember. Because I want to share.

Maybe tomorrow. Today’s to-do list scares me a little.