What I will do next year

I started this blog thinking I will write for posterity. My intentions were to keep a diary without having to keep one. However, I can see from my previous posts that I am shy. I somehow don't want to really show what is really going on. Next year, I want to change this. Although, at the same time I want to be careful to keep information that other people may not want to see their friends and relatives to see. This is going to be probably a little difficult but I think that I can manage. So, there. Next year I will write whatever abstraction I want to say without even making sense. And, I will include at least one post a week of what my life is really like. Maybe I will even post photos...who knows. I do however, want to begin to invite my friends to read and make comments if they want.
Right now the children are asleep. Sweet. I have this rare moment to write or read, or both. So far I have written. I also read some blogs and got inspired. Hence, all my renewed energy to communicate better. I hear noises from the bedroom....

Believing in a bening universe

It is the middle of the holidays, literally. But I am tired. Or, am I supposed to be tired? Confusion comes to me everyday. I want to believe my thoughts even though I already know they are not true. Not true at all. For instance, here I am only wanting to believe that all I am right now is tired when in reality we had wonderful days with Judy and her family. I almost got to forget that these were actually the holidays. Then, we arrived home last night and it sort of hit me again. I have got to go to sleep. No more thoughts. No more thoughts. Or, no more paying attention to thoughts. I can just see them pass by and notice....maybe.