Writer's block

Some days it comes so easy to me--this sitting down and blogging. My fingers flow along the keyboard and the words seem to almost magically appear. Not lately. I sit and stare at a blinking cursor while my fingers wait for their opportunity to pounce, creating the most beautiful blog post in history. Yet, it doesn't happen (and probably won't in my life-time). The cursor just blinks.

Two or so weeks ago I started thinking and analyzing factors that could be hindering my ability to string words together in some sort of fashion that was even a tiny bit interesting to read. What is it? Why is it so hard lately? Sure we stay busy and on the go but that's really no different from our every day norm. Work is hectic and it seems there is always much to do, but still I've always tried to find a quiet time to write. Why is it so different now? Today came my answer. That figurative light bulb illuminated in my head and it all became clear. There. Are. No. Words.



No words to describe what a beautiful Thanksgiving we shared. Being surrounded by family that means the world to us and more.



No words adequate enough to ever thank our creator for the precious little souls who have been added to our family this year.



No words big enough to applaud these two women--the matriarchs of our family--for sacrificing, teaching, training, playing, loving, disciplining, adoring the generations following in their footsteps.



No words to describe the hysterical laughter shared between mom, daughter and future-daughter/sister as we embarked on our first Black Friday madness excursion. All. Night. Long.


*Can you feel the excitement?? We had our game faces on, baby!*

No words seem to fit well for moments when the whole family is gathered in one room with about twelve different conversations circulating, TV blaring, littles jumping on the air-mattress begging repeatedly, "Watch this!" me, standing in the background, and with the click of my camera trying to preserve these moments, knowing the camera is really not needed because these moments are permanently etched in my heart, you know, for safe keeping.



No words can describe it. No words can do it justice. But you know, in the midst of all the craziness, that this is what it is all about. It's about the little moments that blended together make lives. Lives that are full and blessed and so stinking great that, at times, you will think your heart just can't hold any more. It is on the verge of spontaneous combustion.



Life's little moments are about announcing to your kids in the middle of an afternoon rainstorm that it is precisely the perfect time to make an impromptu trip to the blessed land of Toys R Us. It's letting them walk around in the freezing, drizzling rain to get yet another use out of that $4 umbrella.





It's about finding the silver lining to any looming cloud.



It's about little giggles and funny faces.



It's about made up card games and cookies straight out of the oven.





It's about pulling out the Christmas decorations and going through each story tied and connected to each ornament. And they all have one.





It's about standing back and watching little eyes sparkle as they search for the perfect place for the ornament in hand.





It's about looking for the little, ordinary, every-day moments that go unnoticed. It's the packing lunches, kissing boo-boos, bed-time stories, late night cuddles, afternoon phone calls. It's please and thank-you and I love you's that come out of little mouths that melt the heart. It's the lit up eyes and giant bear hugs. These can be some of the most beautiful moments your memory will ever own.



It's about the noisy times, the quiet times, crying on a loved one's shoulder or hysterical laughter. You know, the kind that comes from deep within where your eyes are fully closed, nose crinkled, belly convulsing.





It's about appreciating every good and perfect gift that has been given from above. It's about praising God for all that He has given and continues to give. It's about being thankful--not just on Thanksgiving Day but every day. It's about teaching others and showing them how to look for the little blessings of life and sharing gratitude and thankfulness with them. Because no matter what we have or do not have, we are so blessed. I try to remind myself of that continually. I'm one thankful and blessed girl. I hope you're noticing your little blessings today.