So it's been a while...

So it's been a while....  like 3 years been a while. 

I'm not even sure if "blogging" is the thing to do these days. 

I'm sure there's a hipper, cooler, slicker way to be present on the ol' inter-web. But honestly social media isn't hacking it for me these days, I just deleted my instagram account, but there's always been something about words and ideas on a screen that's attracted me. 

So here's to coming back to an old love, to expressing one's thoughts for others to engage but more importantly to the practice of pausing long enough to reflect on the day's passings. 

I find myself sitting alone in my living room. Pearl and the boys are snuggled in bed, resting and hopefully dreaming of sugar plums and what not (can you tell I'm listening to Christmas music while typing). 

It's funny to me how old loves cycle back. I find myself rediscovering a love for words, photography, storytelling, frisbee golf, coffee, bikes, and randomly my college guitar, on which I can still only play the same 4 chords I learned in a moldy dorm room years ago. 

Old loves, things we allow life to distract us from, to take for granted, and slowly fade out of our routines. Only to "rediscover" and re-fall in love with all over again. 

It's fun to do that with hobbies and objects, but not with people, especially people who matter... people like your wife and kids. 

It's been a busy season for Pearl and I. She just started full time again since going part time to start our family. We're having to split chores again, juggle carpool and pick up, figure out who's work meeting takes precedent, squeeze in work outs to keep from growing out as we grow old and all the while remembering it's the people who matter most in our lives, people like our boys, our families, each other. 

So here's to not letting those that matter most drift into "old loves" but to stay fresh and present and front in center in this whirlwind of life. To refuse to allow the slow fade of the mundane hustle and bustle of life to lull us from keeping those who matter most, most important. 

So as I rediscover an old love of blogging, may I never need to rediscover the love of my boys, my bride, or my family.