Shaken.

I firmly believe that the moments we find ourselves "shaken" are the moments that define us in the end. It is in these moments that out true priorities and motives come to the surface. We can't help it. There is no pretending in that moment. When all is not how you thought it was, when plans fall through and when all is not right with the world.
We suck in deep, start to slowly sort through the pieces that are floating around all the sudden, some floating just out of reach, some never to be sorted again. Bend down, pick up hopes and best laid plans off of the floor, dust them off and realize they'll never look the same, but they still belong to us. They may change shape, direction and size. Mountains may grow between you and those dreams.  The biggest mountains ever seen. But what else is there to do? So pick the pieces up anyway, slowly starting to rebuild and form them into a new dream, a new plan. Pasting it into reality with a wobbly smile, holding it together with tears. Giving a moment to mourn the old plans, they had their place.
The first step forward is the hardest. Every ounce of you holding you back, wanting to slip you back into guilt and bitterness, like sinking sand. But move forward, pick up the pieces and you'll be just fine.

I'm being shaken, as we speak.

Time to start anew.

I think the time has come to revive this blog a bit. I started out my online "life" with blogging and have missed the personal touch it adds to a cyber world. I have been blessed to have met some incredible women/friends through the internet, I know it catches alot of flack. But hey, I met my husband online once upon a time and that has worked out nicely :)

We're currently spending some time in Tennessee with my parents in their new home. We headed out for a relaxing, family-filled vacation. The best kind. Hit some roadbumps, fixed them as best as we could, picked ourselves up, kissed some "owies" and moved on. Now tomorrow we celebrate Easter and prepare to make the journey home. Vacation is good for many things. It is good to seperate from "reality" sometimes to get a fresh new perspective on home.

While I love Wisconsin, the long dreary winter seems to zap my energy and homemaking tends to suffer. I look forward to spring this year to help me renew my zeal to declutter, refresh our home and make it feel like....well....home again.
I'd like to use this forum to help me stick with my new goals and hopes.