Time for Something New

I love this blog. When I look back through the years and read some of my posts, I realize that without funwithoursons, I would have forgotten so many things. My kids were little when I started writing here. They've been growing up right in front of me, and I'm so glad I have these written accounts of our memories. Just tonight Braylen stood face to face with Derek and said, "You don't seem all that tall anymore, Dad." Growing up, indeed.

Our experiences as a family inspired me as a writer. Many times I would feel restless and unsettled until I wrote about an event, a memory, or a lesson learned. Once I wrote it all out, peace would come. My family still inspires me, and I plan to keep this blog up and running. But I have to admit, I'm not drawn to these pages as often as I used to be. 

Tonight I read an article online that really spoke to me. The author spoke of the seasons of our lives. I started this blog in the "spring" season of my family's life. I was a young wife, young mom, with young kids. Keeping up with our daily happenings was really important to me then. When kids are little and mom's stretched thin, it better get written down or else it didn't happen! I miss those years, now that they're gone. 

Lately I feel like I'm in my "summer" season. I'm in the zone of driving to 3 schools multiple times a day (or night!), managing everyone's schedules, and racking my brain to help with homework beyond my ability. I'm trying really hard to "be all there." 

So, when something big comes along, or when something meaningful happens in our family, and I get that tingly urge to write it out--I will.

Here's where I get to the part where it's time for something new.

I have a new blog. It's not about raising our sons. It's about being a police wife.

I'm still finding my way through this process. I don't know why I'm writing it--I just feel better after I've done it. I don't use names or locations in that blog, because I need it to be a safe place for me to write about what I know, without sharing the wrong kind of information. I can't tie it to funwithoursons at all. Is being a police wife something people want to read about? Maybe, maybe not, I don't know. But that is where my heart is at. It's what keeps me restless and unsettled--until I write it out. Then peace comes.

Here's to 2015--a year I want to embrace and be all there for. A year to remember. :)