Inside my brain...it's a scary place

Sometimes my mind is flooded with things I want to get on here and share. It's like a release. A place to come to talk to everyone and no one all at once. A place to share the silly thing your 2 year old just said; because really, you need to share it with somebody...anybody, lest you forget or keep that little snippet of joy all to yourself. A place to announce, "Hey, this great thing is happening and someone just has to be told!" A place for a mom to "talk" with someone taller than 4' 6".

These things that I want to share usually come at a time when I've got 3 special wee ones begging for my attention. So, *sigh*, my random, sometimes senseless thoughts must wait. Then they're forgotten. Caught up somewhere in some locked cellar of my brain. Sharing space with memories clothed in cobwebs. Such is my brain.

When I seem to find a fleeting moment to sit here and relax in my not-so-comfy chair I have such grandiose ideas of wonderful things to share. Things that will bless and encourage. Things that will make you laugh. Things that will make you ponder. Things that my friends and family are sure to want to know. And then...and then, nothing. My mind is an empty wasteland.

Sometimes I wonder if my brain is only allowed to function only when 5 other programs are running at the same time. All 6 tabs open, each application being used and manipulated. Then sometimes my system just freezes and I need a re-boot. How can it function at full capacity and not function at full capacity all at the same time?

Such is the life of this wife and mother, trying to reconcile and juggle it all and still remember in the midst of it all that God created me for a purpose and I shant lose focus, lest I forget His promises.

If this post doesn't seem to make sense, well...well maybe that's the point. It makes sense in my head.