Look, this is awkward. I know I’ve been out of touch for almost two years. I can’t really explain why I’ve been silent or what I’ve been doing all this time. The best excuse I have is that I got caught up in having a perfectly ordinary life. You know – doing laundry, raising kids, watching Netflix, eating ice cream straight out of the container. A whole month went up in smoke when I got hooked on The Walking Dead.
With all that going on, the angst that was my fuel for this blog melted away from me. I felt balanced and whole in my good, perfectly ordinary life.
What am I doing back here, then?
I’m back because the roil and tumult of events happening outside of my control is rattling my will to live the one good life which I possess. I’m back here not to write ABOUT, but to write BECAUSE. Because of Katrina, because of Ferguson, because my 6th grader has three hours of homework a night. Because my parents are ill, because of America’s god-forsaken election cycle, because when I browse my Facebook feed I see images of dead children.
Maybe I take life too personally. But when is enough enough?
I’m also back because I have lucked into the perfect part-time job. Because I turn 40 next month, because marriage equality has become the law of the land, because my church’s wondrous stained-glass windows have been restored and gleam again. Because I still laugh at my husband’s jokes and enjoy good beer and live in a community unlike any other.
Because there are songs to be sung…