Butterflies flitting here and there, searching for the best spots to sit and enjoy the day. And this morning, in the very early morning, I woke up to this beautiful sight. And you know what? I woke up thinking about these beautiful bluebells and butterflies, and I found myself smiling. I’ve been thinking a lot about this blog, and how I’ve been using it. The first few days of this year have been good, and then I hit a low. I’ve had a few days where I’ve felt uninspired. And then I’ve had a few days where I’ve felt like I’ve been writing the same things over and over again. And I’ve been wondering if I should keep this blog going. But then I saw these bluebells, and I started thinking about how I’ve been feeling, and how I’m feeling now, and I thought “Hmmm, I’m feeling better now, and I’m feeling like I’m writing more about what I’m feeling. And I don’t want to stop./ I’m going to keep writing about my feelings./ I’m going to write about what I’m thinking and what I’m feeling./ And I’m going to write about the butterflies./ The bluebells./ The morning./ The day./ The week./ The month./ The years./ The life./ And the way I feel./ And maybe, just maybe, I’ll write about my kids. And I’ll write about how they’ve changed my life.