Monkeys on My Back

Do you ever stop and think to yourself, " Maybe things have calmed enough in my life that I can breathe for just a second!", and then out of nowhere the next thing to disrupt your life comes swooping in, making you wonder why you ever thought you'd get away from the circus? You know that saying, "Not My Circus, Not My Monkeys"? I have recently come to realize that many times it is my circus, and my monkeys, and that even the clowns and wild animals are mine as well!!

Without detailing the past weeks of my life for you, I will  paint a picture for you. I have had dozens of people approach me in all forms of communication to ask my why I haven't blogged in so long. It has been 6 weeks and people are worried, or are in need of a blog post. That makes me feel good, so let me first say thank you for asking. I LOVE blogging. It is an outlet for me. I am in a constant state of processing millions of things at a time and my mind gets jumbled with promptings and worries and since I don't sleep, the process is steady for me. Writing helps me settle and release some of my worries so I can move on to the next ones. It is therapy for me, but sometimes I know what I write is not for me at all, but for someone else who needs it. The fact of the matter is that I used my writing that would have been used in my blog to write a letter for someone who needed it. The process was the same-gathering thoughts, praying about them, pondering, and hoping the thoughts I was having and the way in which I presented them would be the right ones to help the very loved person I was trying to help. I think I got it right. I hope so. I needed to.

So thank you for your patience in waiting for me. I'm still here, and while I still draw breath and am able to feel the next blog in my soul, I will continue as often as I can. Thank you for supporting me and loving me, and making me feel needed.

In the meantime, here is a glance at small pieces of my life for the last 6 weeks. Though they have been busy, as always, I'm grateful!

Holding this beautiful creature
and admiring God's handiwork.

I got to participate in parent-teacher conferences for 3 days. It
was a delightful experience and made me even more grateful for the
little lives I get to be a part of every day.

Primary Teachers!

Miss Heather with the blue streak.

A depiction of me holding one of my "dinosaurs in the mud" done by
a beautiful artist

Some of the delightful things I get to experience as Miss Heather. I love it
that the kids know me by my blue streak. When I walk into kindergarten they say,
"The Reading Fairy is here!"

My Christmas Present to my family. We have a room
downstairs that we decorate for Christmas in October. It
is our respite, our escape, our comfort and peace. This year
Meghan and I decided it needed something extra, especially in
honoring my dad and Sarah Jane at our family's FAVORITE time of the year.
Here is my rug with Santa. It completes the room because hidden in the brickwork
behind Santa, there is the Christ child and his family on the very first Christmas-the
reason we celebrate it all. I think my family in Heaven is happy with our choice. 

Spreading dinosaurs around the world
#DinosaursInTheMud

Cloudscapes

Admiring God's artistic abilities

My weekly get together with my favorite Walmart buddy-she takes her
lunches to shop with me so I don't have to face Walmart alone!

Comforting the people I love

Bleaching my hair so I can re-dye the blue....freaking out in the
process that my blue streak is missing, but realizing the purple left in
my hair is Sarah Jane's favorite color, and finding peace after all.
But the Blue Streak is coming back. I find I can't live without it. 

Getting ready to go with Meghan to bask in the light of 
these boys in a couple of weeks. Love it that these boys get it.
There is so much they understand...

Attending a magical lantern festival with my family and honoring the ones we miss.

Realizing how short life is, and understanding
all I want to accomplish with it. I found this
posted on Facebook and it took my breath away.