I haven’t been quiet on here recently because I’ve been too busy with the baby, on some exotic vacation (I wish), or just plain ‘ol not feeling like it.
I haven’t published anything in the past few weeks because I’ve been working on the same post for around three weeks now. And every time I think I’ve finally perfected it and it’s ready for the press, I reread and end up scrapping the whole thing. Again. It seems taking words like cancer, hope, faith, and joy and turning them into something worth your time is a whole lot more difficult than it sounds.
(I guess while we’re confessing things it’s a whole lot harder to live out those words sometimes too.)
I know those can be heavy words to think about, and while I also know I tend to stay on the lighter side of life here (read: often things involving a certain shih-tuz. Ask me about the Cup O’Noodles sometime), occasionally life itself isn’t always so “light.” And even though I have only been at this for a year, and I’ve heard you can count the number of readers I have on, well, approximately one and a half hands, every so often I have a message laid on my heart that I just can’t ignore.
Because it’s my prayer that my humble words, whether serious or not, would somehow, in someway, be used for good for someone who needs to hear them.
So, I’m going to continue polishing my post, and I promise you all will be the first to know when I’m finished.
In the meantime, allow me a brief stand-in post, and please help me wish this guy:
A happy 22nd birthday, er, yesterday.
Happy Birthday to my I-can’t-believe-you’re-graduating-college-and-finally-getting-a-real-job older younger brother. Here’s to another year!