Word Vomit

So we've done it. We've made the move, 919 miles away from home. The past month has flown by; mostly all the boxes are unpacked, children are registered for school, we've found a wonderful biblical teaching church, and we are in somewhat of a routine. Of course with registering the kids for school, it seemed as though hoops had to be hopped. I had to take the kids shot records to the health department to be transferred to a certain state form, only to find out Katie needed a certain shot. So then the tears ensued, not from me, but Katie :) She, much like her mother, doesn't like shots. But surprisingly when she got the shots, she didn't shed one tear! And then finally, after what seemed to be quite the process, the kids are now all registered!

But since moving, I've thought about where do I go from here with my writing. Do I continue to share about dealing with grief? Do I change it up and write about our adventures in Florida? Do I stop writing altogether? I don't know. Well, I haven't come up with a good answer. I just know it's been a while since I've written, and felt it necessary to sit down in front of the computer and word vomit.

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I have always been so guilty of word vomiting. Yes, that's a thing. Word vomiting is just incessantly talking. Like think of puke, just spewing out of someones mouth, and replace that puke with words. Quite the picture, right? Sorry, not sorry :D 

Let me give you an example of word vomiting. One time, when, let's just call him a VERY IMPORTANT PERSON in my school district, visited my classroom, and I just incessantly spilled our story of Jayse, and how we were moving to Florida, God's work in our lives, and e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. But I didn't end there! No I then made the situation so much more comfortable (insert sarcastic tone here) by hugging him!! But I will say, that this VERY IMPORTANT PERSON had stopped back in to see me a couple times throughout the school year to check and see how I was doing, and how the plans to Florida were coming. So I guess I made some sort of an impression :D

Or the time, when a new employee to our school, was minding his own business, doing his job and cleaning my room. I think he maybe either asked me -- how are you doing? Or maybe it was how long have you taught here (at that school)? Well I think the 5 or so words he asked were answered with a word vomit of 1000+ words of everything that has happened the past 6 years since working at Maugansville. Sometimes there is just no predicting when the word vomit will happen :D

So maybe my future writings will just be incoherent, incessant thoughts that one or two of you can follow? Maybe they may be filled with a funny story, or inspiring quote, or what Gods' doing within my life. If you know me, you know that it'll always be real, whatever the writings are about. Or maybe just word vomit :D