First and probably last Q&A. Thanks to the three souls that had mercy on me and asked me a question. I really didn’t want to write about Krispy Kreme donuts. Especially since I had a egg and cheese biscuit this morning.
First, Jen asked me:
What is your favorite book of the bible, and why?
If I only had one book to read from here on out, I think it would be Proverbs. Obviously, filled with so much wisdom, it would take a lifetime to learn to put it into practice.
Carolyn asks:
How did you decide to start blogging? It seems like you have been at it for at least a few years and I wonder with two pre-schoolers how you find the time!
I actually have been blogging since before kids! It was six years this year. (A lot of my archives were removed from the site during a server move.) Blogs at that time were very, very basic and few and far between. I’ve always journaled and wanted to start doing it on the computer. I think I even started typing it up in Word but I think I eventually googled online journals and then welcomed myself into the world of blogging. I didn’t tell anyone for YEARS that I was blogging. For a long time, it was something personal and a way to vent. Finally last year, I started telling more people about it. As for time now, I usually blog late at night.
Dwight didn’t go easy on me:
Are you happy?
What scares me is this wasn’t an easy question to answer. I really had to think about this. I think “happy” implies so many things. Am I happy as in not mad or not sad or not depressed? In that case, I am. Do I dance around in joy all the time because my life is so perfect? Hardly. I find myself in a state of discontent often. Sometimes I feel like there’s something more or different I should be doing. Although I love my job at times, sometimes I’m very unhappy with that. Sometimes I’m unhappy about our marriage. Anyone around us knows we know how to “discuss” things. I wonder what our problem is. Sometimes I’m unhappy about the kind of mother I am. I don’t feel like I give them enough time or attention or I’m not doing it quite right. A lot of times I’m not happy with my spiritual life. I’m not reading or praying enough or doing enough. And yet, at times, I sit back and am astonished at all I have. I feel so lucky and definitely happy with what I have. My family, my house, our vehicles, our jobs, our children, our church. So many things to be grateful for. And with a quick look at Webster’s happy is “enjoying or characterized by well-being and contentment”, I think I said all of that to say yes, I’m happy.
I love your honesty. It’s so refreshing. For what it’s worth, I think you are a great mom, wife, Christian.
EDW’s last blog post..S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT
I think every parent has days where they feel like they are not doing a good job with their kids. I wonder if working outside our home is the best thing since I drop Matthew and Leila off most days at 8:00 a.m. and pick them up at 5:00 p.m. and while not working is not an option I have often questioned whether I am doing more harm than good. I spend every evening with them and my weekend activities are always with them in tow but it is always on my mind that they spend most of their waking hours with someone else. I think it is nice for Emma and Lexi that while you may be working you are always “present” for them.
I agree with EDW…you’re a great Mom, Wife and Christian. The fact that you sometimes worry about your spiritual life only reinforces its strength. I love coming here and reading about how you are doing…it feels like I have known you for years instead of a few months!
Hey Amy,
At first it was a big surprise to me that you were writing a blog, but after some thought it completely made sense. Ever since you were a little girl you’ve never like comfrontation at all. This gives you a way to not only vent, but give your opinion without immediate comfrontation. I remember when you were in kindergarden and of course you were excelling at everything except the teacher said you weren’t involved in large group discussions at all (very shy). I now realized you probably had a bundle inside you just wanting to break forth and couldn’t, so this is a natural way for it to spring forth out of you and oh it has in a beautiful way. You amaze me in how well you can write! Keep it up! love, mom