I haven't blogged in 10 months. At times I've missed it. I've missed the writing and the reflection required to write something worth someone's time to read. I've missed playing with pictures and having a reason to take them. I've missed feeling like I am part of a larger community. At the same time though, I've been busy. I took a new teaching position at a new school and have worked harder than I ever have before. I got onto Facebook and Ravelry, both of which are enormous time sucks. I still knit of course, but even that has somewhat slowed. Right now is the start of a new racing season and yes, I have a car and will race again through the summer.
So why come back?
I'm busy. I have a ton to do, all of the time, always. It's not like I'm lonely or bored or bereft of contact.
In fact I am blessed with the most incredible friends in the world. Friends who love me for me, who understand and accept my faults and challenges and who value my skills and talents. Friends that I have most willingly given a place to live in my heart.
My friend Africa left a comment. He said, "I miss the blog." and I realized something.
I miss it too.