Hello, again

Well, it's been a while.

I, like so many others, have really truly struggled during this year. The circumstances of the year have been harder than most, despite the good that has been seen in my own family.

Our world has gone through a major shift, and so many are hurting, struggling, and lost. I, in so many ways, am one of those people.

The isolation I've faced this year has been unlike anything I've ever experienced. Groups I thought I was strong in have fallen apart, organizations that I thought I could trust to be there have gone online, friendships that I thought would stand the test of time are missing.

And yet, despite the reality of those circumstances, I have found some peace. I have learned to be ok with the silence (most of the time). I have rediscovered a desire to learn. I have fallen back in love with reading the written word.

I have found a Bible Study that challenges me. I have found peace with God, and have learned to trust his faithfulness, even in midst of the confusion and depression. I am learning to be still in Him, to let Him take the silence and speak life into me. I have found that his plan is better and bigger than anything I can come up with.

I have read. And read. And read some more. In fact, I have read over 48 books this year, and I still have two weeks in the year to up that ante. I have read books that are fun and fictional, fact-based and fascinating, enthralling and entertaining, and challenging and chaotic. I have enjoyed entering the stories so much that I haven't picked up my computer to write near as much as I used to.

I have listened to podcasts. All types. Comedy to Christianity; Science to Sociology; Parenting to Paranormal; True-crime to true-life. Most have challenged my thinking on various topics, and many have inspired reading material that I have read.

I have watched far less television this year because of all three of those things. And I'm happier for it.

This year has been a rollercoaster. Next year likely will be one too; at the very least, it will begin that way. After all, just because the clock strikes midnight, and the year rolls into the next, it doesn't mean all of the chaos of 2020 is just going to go away.

I'm still going to struggle. I am still going to need to find ways to cope.

However, one thing I think will be different? I will dedicate myself to write more. Because writing this now, I realize just how much I've been missing it. This year has been crazy, yes. Life has somehow becoming busier, yes. But that does not give me an excuse to stop doing something I love, to stop writing.

So as we end 2020, and venture into 2021, I hope to write more. To explore more with you. To live this MommifiedLife along side you.

Because the MommifiedLife, even amidst the COVID-19 Pandemic, is still the best life there is.

<3 Becca