Sometimes I think I'll come back and share a cute picture and a quick paragraph. Maybe that's what I miss.
But then, it happens. I start to want to share things that are really important to me. And those things sort of take over. Story of my life. I love a good cause. I love getting involved. I love DOING something. And I love sharing about it.
But that can easily detour into territory that is often misinterpreted. It can start to seem like one big advertisement for attention. And there is really no great way to be convincing that it isn't. And, to be completely honest, I've done my share of eye-rolling over what I see posted on blogs and on facebook. I really really don't want to be interpreted that way.
I scrolled through my own facebook page a little bit ago and noticed I hardly post random silly thoughts anymore. Lately, I've been posting mostly things I really care about. Some might even say ad nauseum. Some may have even hidden me. Some may rather poke their own eyeballs out than see one more post about Quinn's class trip to PAWS where they delivered the donations collected from her entire school - close to 500 pounds of pet food and over 200 items from their wish list.
Or the 93 coats donated by the families in her school that will be delivered to The Healing Center.
But that's how we've been spending our time lately. And if I didn't write about those things, I'd go off on a super crazy rant about what I really truly believe about Christmas. At that point, my blog would probably vaporize along with my facebook page and I'd be left all alone in the corner of a padded room in a straight jacket. No friends. Real or on my computer.
Although I do have this photo from Quinn's closet that I took after I posted the photo of all the striped shirts in my closet. It says so much.
Have a wonderful December.