Life Happens, that's what I keep telling myself.

Wow, it’s been a while.

My last post was about spring time, and the wave of happiness that swept over us as we got OUTSIDE and were able to finally breathe after a long winter. And now, I’m sitting here in front of my keyboard about to say the same thing about breathing fresh, crisp, FALL air! So, where’d the Summer go? What’d we do? Who’d we see? Well, the thing is, I can’t answer that. I’m not sure. The summer is now just a blurred memory, and some how we went from April to October faster than someone blinking away an eyelash stuck on their cornea (if you’ve ever had that happen, you know that’s FAST). I’ll also admit, I suck at blogging, I start off strong, then post maybe 3 things and then never touch it again. But, as I head into the fall, I feel compelled to post SOMETHING. This will probably have no rhyme or reason behind the post, but just to say, LIFE HAPPENS. And somewhere between the girls being sick, starting a new daycare, starting school, starting dance class, doing all the things, my husband and I hitting a rough season, me turning thirty, being busy with fostering pups, trying to maintain a fitness regime, running races, and trying to just BREATE, it definitely feels a lot like life happening.

At this point, I’m just like “holy Sh!t,” as I take a step back and reflect for the blog and don’t even know where to begin because I know, life will continue to happen, and I’ll start blinking again because there’s a rip in my contact and It’ll be Christmas, then Bristol’s 6th birthday, then Memorial day, then Halloween, and so on and so on and before I know it, I’ll be 40, sending my first born on her way to the store to grab the milk I forgot at the grocery store.

Life happens and it happens FAST. And the thing is, it doesn’t wait for anyone. I’ve had some experiences recently that have helped me put life happening into perspective, and I WILL share those soon here, because that’s what became the catalyst for me to log back on, and start writing.

Life will ALWAYS happen too fast. There will always be the need for one more hour in the day, one more day between Sunday and Monday, we’ll always struggle with TIME and it passing too quickly. And I’m sure if anyone knew how to create those extra hours or days, we’d have done it already (but I mean really, can someone work on that?). So instead of updating you on the last 4 months and letting you know what happened with my life, how about I share my goals for the next few. Call it setting my intentions, and putting them into the universe, or at least the world wide web?

First, I want to update you on our fostering experiences with The Pixel Fund, which is a local non-profit organization that dedicates countless hours a day to saving dogs and cats, rehabilitating them, and then finding them amazing homes, that will ensure their safety, and also helps to educate hopeful adopters on the importance of decompression, training and understanding your newly adopted pet. It’s been a life changer for me in SO many more ways than one, and it all started with Annie’s passing (which was just over a year ago, but still feels like yesterday). I also want to discuss something I recently experienced that was so pivotal in relation to grieving my father’s death and I recommend even if you’re a “non-believer.” I also want to get right into motherhood, and how sometimes it sucks, especially when you’re struggling in a relationship and how important decompression time is, not just for you, but your children and your spouse (and also should probably take a lick of my own advice). I’m by no means a relationship or parenting expert, but we ALL go through Sh!t, and it’s important to know we’re not alone in dealing with ANYTHING. I’ll also probably throw an update up about my training, and hopefully sprinkle in some fun experiences we’ll be having as a family in the next few months!

So, sorry for no pictures, cool stories, or anecdotes, but time kept on slippin’ and it’s only continuing to lose traction. BUT, something deep inside told me to at least WRITE something, so I am. Whether you continue to read is up to you, but I’m trying to follow that voice, and would appreciate you being here with me along the way.