Oops. I’m three weeks behind on my blog. That’s three weeks of adventures and memories and experiences that I haven’t reflected on because I’ve either been too lazy or too tired. Three weeks of emotions I wasn’t able to process, because my schedule is too busy and I’d rather sleep in my downtime. I beat myself up about it all the time. I hate getting behind because I’m not able to express myself the way I would have had it been written on the same day it occurred. I fall behind a couple days, then a week, and since I know I’m so behind I just stop all together.
It’s ashame really. I don’t write to become this famous blogger, but because I love looking back and thinking what an incredible journey God has put me on. A journey specifically crafted to me. A journey that has pushed and pulled, swayed and solidified, all so that I can come a little bit closer to what God has called me to do. I love writing, and I wish for an hour each day I would stop being lazy and just do it.