Dear Neglected Blog—

I am sorry that I have left you untouched for almost a week.  It’s not that I haven’t wanted to write on you, haven’t thought of countless entries to post, haven’t yearned to sit down and type my evening away.  You see, dear Blog, it’s that I have been surrounded by the house of sick, with no time left for you. 

No time? You scoff.  There’s always time for writing if you were disciplined.  I guess you won’t be a writer after all.

That could be true, my friend, maybe I don’t have the discipline or the time to be successful right now—especially with all of these needy children breaking keys off my keyboard—but one day I will. 

One day I will be able to sit and write for hours at a time if I’d like, not being interrupted every other minute.  One day I will have more to write about than the insanity that my children create in me.  One day I will be literary and able to conquer the world with my thought provoking constructs, leaving people wondering, Where has she been all my life? I never knew who I was until I read her moving words! She’s a literary genius!

But, for now, I must steal the moments that I have with you and treasure them. Without you, I would be a recluse, living solely through Facebook, for you are where I go to post the drivel that bounces around in my head during my times of solitude.  You are who I turn to when I have a thought that needs to be shared.  You are my link to the world during this rough time of four little children and blurry thinking.

So, fear not, my friend.  I will be back as often as I can.  The children are on the mend and will be once again attending preschool and I will have 2 blessed hours to spend with you uninterrupted…unless I get interrupted.

I look forward to our time.

With Love,

Betsey