I'm a writer at heart

I am a mother. It is not glamourous. I do not care that my much needed haircut is six weeks past due. I do not care that my floors could use a sweeping. Nor do I care if there are toys strewn from one end of the house to the other. What I do care about is making sure my kids know I love them, and that God loves them. I care about them growing up in a Christian home with values and morals. I want my children to see my husband and I hugging, arguing, laughing and crying so that they will know how. I am a writer at heart, but because of work, family, sports and church, I don't have a lot of free time to do it. This is me starting. I knew after many hurts how to hold back what could hurt me, how to become hollow. I knew where the music was and why intimacy carried with it such distances. I knew the privilege of ordinary heartbreak. The emptiness of nothing to say, no reason to move. And now I know why. It was God, making room for himself in my life.