In the last two years I have wrote quite a few hard posts.. but this one is different. I’ve struggled all day to sit down and get the words out of my mind and onto the screen because, well.. I’m not really sure what to say, where to begin.. and where to end.
When it boils right down to it, I need a bit of grace right now. It’s hard to say that at the moment writing doesn’t feel right because it has always felt right, so it’s not really that. This season has undoubtedly been hard, and although six months have passed.. I’m still wading in the water. The waves still crash on me daily and I still find myself gasping for breath, feeling completely emptied out sometimes. On those days, I quickly realize that I don’t feel so strong. I don’t feel like I’ve got it all under wraps.. but instead like the world is spinning on and I’m getting left behind somewhere.
Through all of the heartache we have seen, I have constantly been reminded to love well. Listen, before I speak. So right now, I need to stop and listen. I need to open my mind and heart to whatever may be next for our family and to do what feels right, even if it calls for a little grace. I’m taking some quiet time to slow the spinning, and hopefully jump back into life feeling full again, when the time comes for me.
I want to say thank you.. for hearing my voice, and allowing my story into your heart. Pretty Plain Janes isn’t going anywhere, I am simply sliding to the side for a bit. This isn’t goodbye, I promise.
All my love,
When this blog began (in 2013) it was mostly authored by myself and Shan Maxey. For 2 years Shan shared her heart through writing and baking – leading to an unexpected, yet beautiful story of her son Locke. Today she runs a gourmet cookie shop called Flour Loves Sugar and shares her life with a guy named Josh and sweet little Adelynn (“Scraddlebug”).