I have been so tired.
It’s been building for a few months.
I had not been able to figure out why.
Then, in a rush, I remembered –
Finished writing a non-fiction book about…you don’t need to know yet. Crafted a book proposal. Self-published a book of poetry. Ran a launch team. Became vegetarian. Took up (mostly) daily exercise. Had a partial hysterectomy. Led a small group. Helped run a women’s retreat. Spoke at a conference. Spent half the year blogging through Zephaniah.
All of that on top of normal things like work and taking care of a home and being a wife, daughter, sister, friend.
Some people thrive on busy. I do not.
I’m taking a sabbatical.
Be back in the spring.
I’m sure this a blogging sin of some sort. No doubt I’ll see a big dip in stats. May even lose some of you, dear readers. I can’t care about that. My writing voice is roughly equivalent to the first day of strep throat, when you can hardly breathe, let alone speak. I need space and silence.
So Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and all that. May God bless you.