There is so much I can’t share on this blog.
Almost everyday something happens at home that would not make a great blog post. The last thing I want to do is embarrass or hurt one of my girls, so I stay quiet. Someday I will be able to share so much more of the trials and tribulations that are part of the day-to-day happenings around the Dibben house.
Most of what is happening around here will be better written about in the future anyway. It takes time to gain full perspective of my life and the events which mold me. The cloud of emotion that surrounds everyone in the middle of conflicts and trials is what keeps me from writing a really honest evaluation of events anyway. I think it would possibly be a little melancholy as well with all the conflict around here. I guess that goes with having two teenagers running around. I can only imagine what things may be like when all four of them are teens at the same time. When Anjelia turns thirteen Lydia will be eighteen. Four teenagers at once are more than I can even imagine. At that point there may not be a single rational person in the house, including the parents!
Anyway, I guess this post has turned into a notice to all my readers that yes, life still moves forward at the Dibben house. It just seems to hit a lot of potholes along the way. I can’t take every dropped transmission and broken mirror and parade it before the entire world. I’m sure you understand.