I'm not really sure why I lost interest in blogging. It seems like one day I woke up thinking, I don't really feel like blogging, and before I knew it, the days turned into months. I've diligently kept a calendar of my "life" next to bed. Every night I would write down a brief description of what I did, milestones in the girls' lives, heck sometimes even how much I weighed that day. This, too, I lost interest in. I just realized it's almost March, and I've yet to record anything for the year 2012. What's up with me?

I'm hands down the most joyful I've ever been. We've been in a busy season of our lives; some weeks fly by so fast I feel like I didn't "live" any of it. But we've grown more than we ever have and somehow all this "living" has us even more in love with God and each other than we thought could be possible- so somewhere in this season I know God has been shaping us. The joy comes straight from knowing who I am in Christ, and really grasping what that means for this little life I live. I hate that I haven't recorded much for my girls recently; someday I'd love for them to look back on this time in their lives and think, "We have two parents who loved and lived for the Lord." I used to think I had to rely on a blog to do that, and now I realize what's saved in their minds trumps anything saved to a computer.