it's all on paper!

I've had writers block lately.
I read other people's blogs and think, "wow, I really wish I could write like that", remember that I used to and then wonder why I can't right now.
It's not really that I can't, it's that what I would write about is so personal that I'm not sure I want the hundreds of you who read this to be a part of this corner in my heart.
So, it's been going down in words the old fashioned way....a good 'ol pen and paper.

It's marriage, it's relationships, it's painful, it's over the top joyous, it's complicated, it's simple, it's funny, it's sad - it's growth.
I don't want to forget seasons like this but when writing about it to the public affects other people's image or relationships, it goes on paper and is tucked safely away on my book shelf.

Now my image, that's a whole other matter. My image was shot when I swore I'd never marry military and the first blonde haired-blued eyed hunk in uniform that crossed my path I fell into a puddle at his feet, it was shot when I had four kids in 2years & 3months, it was shot when I started doing all those things as a parent I swore "I'd never do!" and best of all it is shot every time I resurrender my life, actions, thoughts and passions to Jesus my God.
So, my image, you will continue to be allowed to be a part of.
That is, when the battles in my life return to just me!
By the way.
I am baffled as to why my life, my image, is so intriguing to so many people?
Don't answer, please. It's one of those questions I prefer to just leave hanging out there.
I'm probably afraid of the answer!