Sunday, February 24, 2013

Words

I don't seem to have any words.   (you might have guessed this with the lack of posts)

I can respond to others, but I can't corral my own thoughts/ideas long enough to make them into words that make sense.
Something is bubbling?
A change is in the air?
Anticipation?
Apathy?

I am reading books that are challenging me to walk the walk....

Maybe I am just scared to know what I know.

I don't know what I know....

Ack.






13 comments:

Rachel said...

You need to come visit and hold Zoe. :) She'll make you feel better....

Donna said...

There's an idea! No puppies here until the new house is done.... :-(

Rachel said...

No remember? New puppy in old house. Potty train in old house so move to new house is clean floors. :D

W-S Wanderings said...

Oh, I hear you. Words elude me. Or maybe it's that I've been having to use so many written words at work lately (so many reports)that I've met my quota by the end of the day. I don't have bottomless words. So I turn my words into images instead. Which helps sooth me, but gets me nowhere in a word world.

I shall "ack" with you.

Donna said...

Part of the problem. Seems like house is going so slowly....and everyone asks me all the time how the house is coming along....Are you in yet? No.
But, boy, to I want to be.

Rachel said...

When we built this house we are living in, we were told 3 months. It took 9 months and I remember thinking we were NEVER going to get into our home. That was with building contractors and others building our home for us! It will be so worth it when you get into your new home. So longed and waited for and you will love it even more. That's the plan right? :D

Donna said...

WSW, I really do think I could just not say words for quite some time. I need to be creating to soothe me...haven't had a dead line, so haven't done much, but now I think I am ready again....
And your images do speak! Volumes.

Donna said...

Rachel, I know I will love and appreciate the house when it is home...but now it is just house and headache and a never ending lesson in patience.
Being there, living there, sharing it with others....THEN I will be in love again! That IS the plan. :D

Tanna at The Brick Street Bungalow said...

You need to trust that there is a purpose to every season. ;) Love and blessings ~ tanna

no spring chicken said...

I'm praying for you! Don't rush, we're not going anywhere. :)

Blessings, Debbie

Donna said...

Thanks Debbie and Tanna...still quiet, but becoming more comfortable with it....not sure that is a good thing, but it is the thing for now.

K said...

And I'm in just a place myself, as you know. I'm evidently 98 blogs behind. And in writing, at least one novel and hundreds of posts - if I were to keep up with the pace in my own head. You should see the wreck of my house. But many things that didn't used to be in order are now. Still, I'm almost dizzy with trying to stop and find out where I am and what I know - you stop and everything else goes whipping by. And every morning, I wake up realizing I won't get half the distance I want to get before I have to get up again. Wake. Dress for pasture. Drive there. Love and feed them. Go home. Treadmill. Shower. Dress. Breakfast. By then, it's ten thirty - not many hours left before it starts all over again -

Donna said...

Kristen, I'm glad I'm in good company. I'm feeling kind of like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly perhaps. I am in the chrysalis right now, but the stirrings have begun. Quiet time before grown time. It is the way of nature, the way of God....right?
I wish I could say I was getting lots of other stuff done, just not blogging, but that isn't true. But the stirrings...I can feel them and a bubbling excitement...and maybe a bit of fear...
Time will tell.
And then when another novel shows up I will have to stop everything and READ!