Unfinished Coversations

The title for this post came to mind ages ago, when I started realizing that I would start many conversations, but never finish them. I'm chatting with a friend, or strategizing sleep with Wes, or who knows what else, and what happens? Baby calls. Conversation on hold, or worse yet, lost and never to be found again. I wanted to write about this crazy phenomena that seemed to be following me everywhere. But let's see...when did I have that idea...I don't remember, but this blog post, or just the idea of it was left.....unfinished.

Today I realized that I'm having a hard time wrapping my mind around everything that feels unfinished. Conversations, blog posts, baby books, house projects, and everything else under the sun is just left as a pile of unfinshedness. Something that I brain stormed but never grew into anything solid. Words flowing forth but not ending with a point. Baby pictures printed and ready to go, but left in a stack.

Now the holidays are upon me, and I need to start assembling gifts. But I'm afraid they will be left with all my other piles of good intentions. How can I finish anything? If I can't then why even start?

I realize also that I need some "me" time, to help on this rediscovering path of who the new "me" is these days. But the fact that I have so much unfinished makes this feel daunting. What will I do with my "me" time? Will I work on my pile, try to get something finished? Start something new that might encourage me to grow? But what if I don't finish?

This is a blog post. It is supposed to end. But how? When? Now, even though my thoughts don't end in a point? Or later, when I've thought it through and have some witty or philosophical culmination? Well...I'm afraid if I wait for the later, this post will just be another thing left unfinished.