January 7th? The 7th? Really? That's the last time I wrote a post here on my blog? Oh, that makes me so sad. It seems I'm not great with New Years resolutions; but then again, who is? Well, lately I've been thinking about the things I love. What I love to do. What excites me, gives me joy and purpose. What I'm passionate about. Sadly, being a mother, often times we forget that we are a person aside from the PB&J making, mess cleaning, boo-boo kissing, bedtime story reading women we start to become defined by. If I'm honest, I'll say I'm weary. My heart longs to be able to carve out enough time daily to pour out words here or at least jot them down on a notepad on my nightstand. I feel satisfied and content after being able to share the things God places on my heart. Do you ever go so long without talking to a friend, and then get the chance to catch up for an hour, or even two, but spend so long playing catch-up, that you don't actually get to talk p