Filling Up My Cup {Again}

Who takes a four year hiatus from blogging and then dares to try and return? Apparently, me. 
Here goes nothing…

Here’s the deal: I’m letting go of the pressure of having to apologize and explain myself to death. Henceforth, my plan is to just start writing about random/funny/interesting/weird stuff again and pretend that no time has passed. After this post, we’ll just do this dysfunctional family style and never speak of this again.  I’m going to assume that we are the kind of friends that can go years without seeing other and then pick up where they left off without missing a beat. We’re cool like that, right? Sweet.  

 To be clear, no one died, I wasn’t placed in the witness protection program, and I have not been trapped under something heavy for the last four years (name the obscure movie reference for 10 bonus points). 

Really, all it was, at first, was that I needed a break. I started to feel like blogging was taking over my life and stressing me out instead of adding to it which went against the whole point of doing it in the first place.  And then, life got in the way and there always seemed to be an excuse not to write. After that, I just plain got lazy. For the longest time, I really wanted to come back-but too much time had passed and it felt like it would be weird to try and jump back in as though everything was the same. You know what I mean? 

It’s like how after you graduate from high school there’s a very short window of time, maybe a few months, where you can walk back into the gym and watch a varsity basketball game and it’s still okay for you to be there. Folks are happy to see you, even. You have actual friends that still attend high school and no one questions your homecoming. Part of you feels kinda cool. But after that, it starts to get weird.  People look at you like, “What are you doing here? Your time has passed. Move on, loser.” It was kind of like that.  Does that make any sense? No? Good. That means not much has changed. 

In the end, my instinctive need to write has won out.  FUMC has been calling to me in the night and begging me to return, so here I am.  Still dorky and mellow dramatic as ever, clearly. I’ve decided to go back to where it all started and just write for the sheer joy of it and not worry about anything else. In the last four years, I’ve come to understand that writing is actually what I’d like to do when I grow up and it’s what makes me happy. So, I’m going to go ahead and do that which makes my skirt fly up, as they say, without worrying about my inner and outer critics, and hopefully good things will follow. 

If anyone is still out there, thanks for reading this meandering, rambling post. I have a lot of ideas for revamping this place a bit but all in good time.  Wanting everything to be perfect and a need to have it all figured out before I published another word was part of what was holding me back so I decided just to dive in and write something for Godsakes and figure it out later. Cause figuring it out later is still how I roll. 

Have any of you ever taken an extended blogging hiatus? How did you handle your reentry? I’d love some advice! 

In the meantime…I’m back, bitches! (Woo hoo!)

Disclaimer: Sorry for repeatedly calling you bitches. It just felt right. I got a little carried away. I meant that in a loving, you’re my girl squad, I am woman, kind of way. But you probably knew that. So, never mind.


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    Hi, On this day in 2014 I shared your "A Letter from an Annoying Peanut Allergy Mom" on Facebook. Today it came up in my memories and I am so glad! Thanks for writing it and letting me share my thoughts via your Blog to my friends and family. Your son is older now, as is mine, but the issues are the same today. Only now I rely more on him and his friends than the moms because he's a teenager and he wants to try stuff and is a bit resentful that he can't. It's so hard to be different. Anyways, I'm glad you're writing again because you're entertaining and you may just inspire me to figure out this blogging thing and give it a try because I'm quite sure there's a frustrated writer inside of me. Have a wonderful day, Lori-Ann

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