It just occurred to me I haven’t written in weeks. Well, I have written, I just haven’t written this blog.

Wanna hear all my awesome excuses?

School got out and I forgot what day of the week it was.
And I went on long bike rides with my kids.
And I built a second home at the baseball fields.

Isn’t it funny how we can be so disciplined in our lives and then one little thing happens and that discipline goes out the window?

I always blog Mondays and Thursdays. Mondays I write this stuff; Thursdays I post the latest Kindness Podcast.

Only the Kindness Podcast is on hiatus for the summer and my kids are on hiatus for the summer, so apparently my brain went on hiatus for the summer.

But taking a little time off has done something wonderful for my soul. It’s allowed me to really see what’s happening around me. Usually I look at life through the lens of a reporter. What is the story behind this experience? How can I share it with others to bring them peace or increase their bravery? Is this something I can write about on Monday or is the story still unfolding?

These days, instead of thinking so much, I’ve just been… living.

We added a few more boys to our troop temporarily this summer, so instead of three kids, I have five. I couldn’t be happier.

I am filled with joy when I see those kids playing basketball in our driveway or chowing down at our kitchen table. I love to listen in on their conversations and soak in each interaction.

God has removed the veil and allowed me to see that the busyness I have created for myself is all my doing. I love my work and I will continue to cherish it, but the past few weeks, I’ve been able to look around my house and realize it won’t always be this way. These kids will grow up and move on — both my own kids and my two bonus kids. Right now is the time I get to pour into them and allow them to pour into me.

What about your busyness? Maybe you’re truly busy, but maybe your brain is just on constant alert. What do we need from the grocery store? Did I remember to send a birthday card to Aunt Sally? When am I going to fit spring cleaning into the schedule?

We spend all year on such a rigorous auto-pilot schedule that we sometimes forget there is an alternative.

My friend, summer is a great time to breathe. I stumbled upon that truth, and I hope you do too.

I’ll be back in full swing this fall. So will you.

And if I happen to remember it’s Monday, I’ll see you right here.