Ripping Off the Bandaid

I need to write, I need to journal. I need to chronicle. But there is ALWAYS something else needing my attention. For the last fourteen months, since we started our major basement finish and when Garrett was born, it seems that everything else in life has taken a backseat. And my kids and family are growing before my eyes and in the last few months, I have NOTHING documented. I have a million pictures (thank goodness for that) but years from now I will look at those pictures and not remember the little stories that went along with them. Or the little "anecdotes" as I call them. Once upon a time I was a glorious chronicler. When I discovered this wonderful tool called Blogger my life seemed nearly complete! At last, the perfect place to record and archive. And for four solid years I was great about documenting. In fact, there was a time (a much simpler time, mind you) when I would take pictures of something cute the kids were doing and I would immediately sit down to edit the pictures and record the adorable story that went along with them. But, those simpler days are long passed.

And so every time I log on to the computer and scroll through my bookmarks, there sits Blogger...beckoning me to use it. Write something! Anything! What has the family been up to? And honestly, I am so far behind that I almost feel afraid to start again because there is just so much I've missed! But tonight I decided that I can't worry about catching up. This hiatus I've taken isn't so deep that I've forgotten how to write and forgotten the JOY I find in recording our family's sacred memories...as trivial as they seem to most people.

I am ripping off the bandaid and writing again. Tonight, as of now, I am once again a blogger.