When You Don’t Know What to Say…

I have opened a new post so many times the past couple of days.

My words feel forced, and empty.

Writer’s block? Or toomanythoughtstoorganizeblock? I’m not sure.

But I’m still here.

Watching the trees become alive with vibrant green leaves.

In awe of the flowers blossoming into bright shades of pink, red, purple, orange, yellow.

Spending time with my husband, whose 34th birthday is readily approaching.

Watching the first 5 seasons of “Army Wives”… in under a month.

Aiming to walk 10,000 steps a day – and doing just that more often than not.

Getting ice cream from our favorite spot that finally opened back up for the season.

Taking lots and lots of pictures, hoping to slow down life a little bit and enjoy every moment.

Dreaming of the future. Because it is now clear, one way or another, come November we will be living in North Carolina.

Taking in every Maine moment I can, because with excitement comes, I’m gonna miss this. And I am.

Writing, because words are my chosen way of expression. My relief.

Reading. Twilight (to be able to converse with some of my teenage girls), and also – your words.

And pouring my heart out. Because it’s Wednesday, and that’s what we do.

Your turn. What have you been doing?