Breaking Radio Silence

As all 7 of my loyal readers know, I have long been laboring to produce the definitive work on the subject of defining self (that self being mine) in a seemingly selfless role such as motherhood.  If I have already lost you please hit yourself in the shin with a sippy cup and focus.  Except there are the profound life events that so frequently interrupt such noble pursuits like catching up on all the TV shows I have DVR'd.  Then there is the chocolate covered cookies Modern Toddler mistook for crayons in her ongoing efforts to enhance the wall decor.  Also I have some new sandals and tickets to see The Police in concert next month. 

I have many delightful insights to impart, much soul searching has been done and I am surprisingly eager to share my findings.  Shirley, you all must have sensed by now how deeply shy and sincere I am.   It is in this spirit I set forth to dispel all previous naive and immature notions of Modern Motherhood, as told on this very blog.  I am visibly older, infinitely wiser and if it were even possible, I have found tons of new humility.   Modern Mommy has undergone a bit of a soul cleansing, but like with color safe bleach so all of my quirks and defects are still intact - yet gloriously shinny.  As my sinuses welcome in this season of renewal, I too embark on a new metaphorical journey fraught with danger but buoyed up by courage and resolve.

Unplugged.  Unmedicated.  Unmarried. 

Comments

[Modern Mommy]

Wise you are Sunshine. Bonus points for the use of the word careful. The whole thing is fragile really, and careful is the word of the day. Thanks for your comment love.

[Sunshine]

Hang in there....you seem stronger and yet, there's so much you've written that is clearly very raw. I can only assume the healing process is a slow and careful journey.