Waiting

I went back to work.  I didn’t have time to write, but mainly, I didn’t really have anything to say.  I quit cooking as much because I was navigating a career change, going back to work, and just life.  I would think of things to jot in a journal from time to time, but life got busy and I never came back to them.  So now, after almost two years of the blog being silent, I think I may have something to write about again.

Sometimes I feel like I am waiting for something.  Waiting for that house that is perfect for entertaining, waiting for the kids to grow up a little more, waiting to get a better grip on the busyness, waiting for more money.  Always waiting.  Then somewhere over the past two years I realized something.  If I keep waiting, life will have happened and I will have missed out.  As my fortieth birthday is moving nearer than my thirtieth I am working to just — go with it.   I ran a marathon.  I lost my recipe box and simplified my meals.  I kept working, kept being busy, but found time to chase some of my own things.  I decided to find other moms with messy lives and make some friends.  Then when I wake up one day, I will not have missed anything.  Hopefully I will have a pocketful of really great stories.

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