Change ...

Do we get boring when we get older? As our experiences change, does our ability to convey them? Is it still funny? Meaningful? Is it important to relate?

I'm not the girl in search of love anymore. I don't come home a little tipsy after dancing all night or have funny bad date stories. I don't work for bosses who are crazy or give me wine. I don't go on that many random adventures. I'm not a single mom.

But I do have three kids under the age of four. It is an adventure whenever we all go out together. I have peculiar neighbours and a job that provides funny stories. I'm a mama of four and I struggle with my weight and trying to look cute. We brew wine and beer in our basement and sometimes it tastes good. I have a husband who's my best little friend. We might have more kids sometime! I have a teenager who's alternately one of my other best friends and a crazy little guy full of hormonal emotion. I love this life. And I've stopped biting my nails!

So I want to keep writing. Or, more accurately, start writing again.