I started writing this blog back in 2008 more as a personal online journal. I've been writing in a journal on and off since I was 13 when my aunt Penny gave me a diary for my 6th grade graduation. I still have it (it's the one with The Cure postcard taped to it at the bottom.) as well as more than a dozen journals that followed.
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I'm not a regular journal keeper. I don't write daily, but I definitely have needed a place to put all the minutia that swims around in my head keeping me up at night. I find that this on line journal does something different than my personal journal at home. It has evolved over the years. What I'm hoping to get out of blogging is personal growth more than anything. I also want to share my life events (re-frame life events so as to better learn from them.) I write first for me and second you the reader.
If only I had more time to put fingers to keys. The things I could share. As many of my followers know, I've recently married. May 5th will be our 2yr. anniversary. I now have 5 children. Ages range from 9 - 18. I thought as a single mother I was busy... Yeah, not nearly as busy as I am now. That's what happens when you add 4 more people to your personal space.
It's never boring, always something going on. It feels like time has suddenly picked up speed. I am finding it difficult to stop and smell the roses sometimes. Or in my case, watch the sunset. We have such beautiful winter sunsets here in Southern California. Sorry, I'm getting way off track.
You see when I started writing this post I had it titled: What I wanna be when I grow up. That was months ago. I wrote all of about two paragraphs and added the photo and now I have absolutely no idea what I was going to write about.
I'm totally making all this up as I go. "Why?" you ask. Because I made time for writing and dad gum it I'm going to write. I've got laundry in the dryer, washer and on the floor waiting for it's turn but I don't care. I got dirty dished that need cleaning, rugs that need vacuuming and dinner that needs cooking but I'm gonna let it all set for a bit because my head is in the beautiful place that I seldom get to visit. It's not making all that much sense and it's quite random and not at all interesting to you as the reader but again, I don't mind.
Sometimes in this busy life we live some of us spend an awful lot of time doing the things we 'have to' do. We don't always spend enough time doing the things that we really like to do.
My husband sometimes says he'd give up the next 10 years of life to be in that place where you no longer have a mile long list of things to be done. Why do we wait till were in our late 50's or 60's to stop running around like crazzies doing this and doing that? Is it just because of family responsibilities, children? I'm sure that plays a part but I'd bet it's our under developed wisdom. I love how the older you get the less you worry so much about all the stuff. You start to get so tired of drama and pleasing others and living up to expectations, you just let it go and become comfortable with who, what, and where you are.
Today, just for a few minutes, I sit in my sweats and slippers and write just so that I can connect to the person I wanna be when I grow up. Content.
