To everything there is a season

To everything there is a season,

A time for every purpose under Heaven:

A time to be born,

And a time to die;

A time to plant,

And a time to pluck what is planted;

A time to kill,

And a time to heal;

A time to break down,

And a time to build up;

A time to weep,

And a time to laugh;

A time to mourn,

And a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones,

And a time to gather stones;

A time to embrace,

And a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to gain,

And a time to lose;

A time to keep,

And a time to throw away;

A time to tear,

And a time to sew;

A time to keep silence,

And a time to speak,

A time to love,

And a time to hate;

A time of war,

And a time of peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

8 months of silence

So how do you start writing again after 8 months of silence?

I don't know the answer to that yet.
In my head I have tried to come up with clever ways of announcing that I'm back, but truth be told I feel neither clever nor am I sure that I'll be back. Writing a blog was such an outlet for me to express myself. I truly enjoyed sitting down at the end of the day sharing my thoughts and the things that brought me joy. But as we entered the new year I found myself feeling completely and utterly empty. Just the thought of writing down anything was overwhelming. I couldn't even open my blog to take a look at the comments. Life is sometimes so demanding that the things you used to love become a chore. And I couldn't handle any more chores. So I quit!

Today life is even more demanding. For reasons that I might share later my heart is broken and I feel even more empty than ever. And for some odd reason the thought of writing again has started to haunt me at night when I should be sleeping. So here I am. I don't know for how long or if I'll be able to do this. But at least the silence is broken