Parenting and family, served with a shot of vodka
I’ll be honest. Coming back to my blog after all this time feels a little weird. It’s kind of like running into a friend you love in the grocery store, but who you haven’t seen in ages.
It’s awkward. You’re overjoyed to see them, but you kind of don’t know what to say or where to begin. In many ways, I feel like a different person than the last time I hung with The Wild Rumpus.
Here are the major things that happened in the past year:
It’s true that writing is therapeutic, and helps bring about a sense of peace. But when it comes to things that a) rip out my heart; b) are super personal; or c) require a lot of deep emotion to process, I can’t write about them for public consumption. I just can’t. It’s too raw. As a reader, those are often the most moving things to read. But as a writer, I struggle to open up my innermost self and thoughts and emotions and pour them out where someone — anyone — can see them.
So with the limited amount of writing time I had, I went underground, trying to process feelings in a journal. It has been period of soul-searching and growth, for sure.
But the good news is that it has been about a year since all this upheaval began. And some of it — like gaining new family members I’ve never been in contact with — has been pretty amazing. I mean, dude. At 43, I have sisters now. Me! The only child! And that, I will write about at some point.
Happily, I’m starting to come out on the other side of it. And I’m ready to embrace my blog again, to write about things that are silly, happy, funny and ridiculous. The Wild Rumpus is my little slice of the world that brings joy and a different kind of therapy.
After all, the world is still a hilarious and incredible place. My kids are still arguing over who gets to use the toothpaste first and ruining all my favorite songs by playing 150 times in a row. And my love for coffee and wine as primary parenting tools remains unchanged.
It’s time to start sharing laughter and love again. In public. With you, if you care to read it.
Hope to see you soon.