In case you haven't noticed, I haven't been super on top of this whole blog and stuff. I've been writing a lot of words, but they're words I'm not ready to share yet. This semester has been way different than I expected, and it's been way harder, too. So many things that I've put so much trust in have been stripped away. I never realized just how much I've depended on my ability to control things. So I've spent a lot of time processing, but I'm just not quite ready to talk about it. I've often wrestled with the question of when to write about things. Do I write about them as they happen? They are, after all, what I'm thinking about, what I'm consumed by. But if I give the world a play-by-play, am I missing out on hindsight and the perspective it can bring? I don't know. I don't know what the right answer is, but for now, I want you to know that I am thinking and I am writing, just not here. Not yet. Maybe soon. Hopefully soon. But in the meantime, I hope you'll be patient if my words here are sparse.
And if I'm not around to say it later, I hope you have a splendid Thanksgiving.