Even the most casual observer will note that posts here at the Lisa writes… blog, well, they are intermittent at best and that’s putting it nicely. In posts past, I’ve explored various theories for the why’s and wherefore’s of this blogging reticence. As I’ve noted before, I am not alone in this struggle for words and their expression at this stage in my blogging life. Maybe it’s a disillusionment with the evolution of the medium, maybe it’s a stage of life deal where parenting older kids takes not only much of our time and energy but also rightly limits the things we have to talk about. Maybe it’s hormones, everything else is!
Today I’m wondering if we’re not just tired. Life is coming at us hard and fast and the resulting dust up leaves us gasping for breath and wondering how in the world we got here. Case in point, I attended an informational meeting this morning about high school, my fourth and final such meeting because it was for my fourth and final child, he who will be entering high school this fall. THIS. FALL.
How can these things be? I mean, I’m pretty sure just last week he was in the fourth grade. Seriously. How did he get to be fourteen and high school eligible? And don’t even get me started on my second son leaving home in August or my third son now driving (yes and amen) or the fact that my nest will be empty in four short, very brief years because, you know, my youngest, my baby, he will be in HIGH SCHOOL in the fall.
Time flies, ya’ll. I don’t know about the rest of the old(er) women bloggers, but for me, I can’t keep up, not when the days are rushing by like a whirlwind. No wonder I sit down to write a post only to discover to my surprise that two weeks have passed me by. Don’t get me wrong, it is a good thing to see your boys grow into men and I am grateful. It is also crazy fast and fleeting.