Life lately has been busy.
I know you’re probably thinking what I’m thinking: when is life ever not busy?
For me recently, “busy” has meant little to no time for writing. Little to no time for processing and capturing deep thoughts.
For better or for worse, it is what it is. But I’m pausing now to do what it is that often helps me grow best: reflect and write.
I’d love to list out many of the updates, decisions, and processes Big Fisch and I have been going through as of late. But for several reasons, I’m not able to share it all so publicly at this point in our lives. Hopefully one day I can.
All in all, both Big Fisch and I have found ourselves carving out a niche at work and at home here in the North that looks surprisingly different than we would have imagined. Funny how life usually works that way, eh? (No, we didn’t move “North” to Canada. I just felt like saying “eh”).
We have been blessed. We have been stretched. We’ve asked “why’s?” And most importantly, we have been growing.
I find myself many times feeling as though I’m sitting in the passengers seat, observing, and trying to learn.…