morning . noon . night

morning . noon . night

morning . noon . night

morning . noon . night

 

still trying to find my way back to this place

of writing and sharing here

the days seem too busy

or my heart too heavy

i was looking through some old posts and remembered this

morning . noon . night

simple…

i can do that.

 

xo~

s

 

14 thoughts on “morning . noon . night

  1. Hey Steph, Don’t beat yourself up! It is very hard to keep up with the changing seasons of our children. And you have had a lot going on with your mom. It can’t be easy living so far away either. Allow yourself some G R A C E. So often I find myself floundering about in this very strange place with my children ages 17, 15, and 12. They are growing into wonderful people, but it is difficult for this momma to find herself (for sooo long, my identity was wrapped around with them) So my point is…cut your self some slack. If it means you write less, well than that is what YOU need to do (even tho I will miss you) Get back to the basics…enjoy the outdoors,without the pressure of having to DO something. This year, I decided I just didn’t have time to can the last picking of beans. and ya know what? we are all still ok. (The chickens enjoyed them and next year will be another year.) Instead, I allowed myself to grab the dog and take walks in the woods and FEEL! Hang in there. I will pray for you!

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  2. Oh no a heavy heart.I’m sorry to hear it. I too have been feeling more stress than I feel I can manage. But I know it will pass like all tests in life. Sending you love and a hug.

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  3. A heavy heart. I am definitely sharing in those feelings. It’s been hard to get back into blogging these days for me as well. Sending love and light. xoxo summer

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  4. heavy heart… so sorry for that 😦 always love to see you pop in… but goodness… take all the time you need… our real lives come first. i hope your heart sees some peace soon.

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  5. I just wanted to check in on you to say that we care about and support you. Sometimes blogging is hard. Readers get used to a certain tone or a formula, but when that doesn’t match what you’re feeling, it can feel like you’re forced to choose between giving them what they want and giving them what is real. I think what your readers respect most, though, is who you are as a person. As a mom, a wife, a daughter. And we know that this is multi-dimensional. And that’s ok too.
    For me, your blog feels like sharing a cup of coffee with a close friend. (Even though I’ve never met you.) It resonates in a way that makes sense, that brings perspective to my day and my life, and I enjoy it. But a friend doesn’t turn their back when someone is going through a heavy time. Sometimes a friend just needs to sit and listen quietly. To be there. To not push. As a fairly anonymous reader, that’s a little hard to do without seeming like you’ve dropped support. Because the physical presence isn’t there for when the conversation needs a break.
    I don’t always comment, even though I love this blog. But I also don’t want to read selfishly and take what you’ve written and not give back sometimes. Writing is a passion, but it’s a lot of hard work. And I appreciate that you take the time to put yourself out there. And when you don’t or you can’t, we understand. We’re still here, sitting quietly in support, caring, listening from a distance.

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  6. Oh Cheryl. This was amazing. I really do try to be authentic when I show up here. That feeling of connection means so much to me. But you’re right. It’s really hard to figure out how to show up when things are heavy. Part of me wants to share it because I know we all go through this sometimes. But then, I don’t want to drag you down the rabbit hole with me, if that makes sense.
    I really can’t tell you how much these words mean to me.
    Thank you for sharing them.
    And caring.
    And thank you for waiting.
    xo~
    s

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