Just an update. I've deleted some posts here (and a couple of sweet friends have reminded me that they're still available on readers, which is sorta stinky), not because of fear that my kids will read them....they leave my blog alone, if they even know it exists. It's more that I'm so dreadfully transparent, and got a bit antsy late last night with being too honest about what goes on here. Part of me thinks it's a good thing to be so open, but another part fears being judged in my honesty.
I mean c'mon, I'm talking about marking doorways, unwelcome spirits that have been in our house, morally wayward children, etc. Heady stuff. The sorts of things that cause folks to look at you sideways, especially if they've not experienced it.
I've always been distrustful of blogs that only show the pretty parts of life...the eternally tidy house, the well-behaved kids, the husband who's the best husband ever. Ick.
And it's not shame that I'm talking about. Sorry our kid is messed up, but I totally expect him to straighten up eventually. Might take about ten years to get there (that's how long it took my husband---before my time), but will pray expecting it.
While I'm not uncomfortable sharing our family's short-comings, maybe I need to be a bit more cautious. I'm talking about folks I love, so some restraint might be in order.
Comments are closed on this particular post. Not expecting anyone to make me feel better. Just putting a period on my thoughts.
