Dear Dancing In The Rain,

I'm sorry

I'm neglecting you.

I miss you. Really I do.

But, you see, life

is happening all around me.

And I would miss it more

if I neglected it.

But I know that you'll be here

when I'm ready to fill you with words and pictures again.

Cause I will.

Soon.

I promise.

Next time I'm not

tending to

sinks full of dishes,

couches piled with laundry,

scraped knees,

kids drying off from the pool,

filling the cupboards and fridge,

vacuuming up crumbs,

picking up dirty clothes,

picking up books and toys,

exercising this body,

painting little girl's toenails,

packing for a trip to the park,

cuddling waking babes,

dating my husband,

worshiping my King,

building and nurturing my friendships,

visiting with family,

I'll tend to you.

You understand, don't you?