I haven’t been keeping up with this blog like I should be. I want to. I sit down to write and then…nothing. I can’t think of what to write about. What will be interesting? What will everyone want to read? Do I have beautiful pictures to post? So I get online to research “how to write the perfect blog post.” But still…nothing. I really do want to write Pinterest perfect blog posts that people will enjoy. It’s not working, though.
So here I am, again. Wanting to write; wanting to just let my feelings flow through my fingertips. I start to purge my thoughts but then I remember: I’m supposed to write for an audience. I’m supposed to write “5 Reasons Why This Happens,” or, “15 Things to Do Here,” or “How to Blog Like a Boss Babe.” I agonize over a topic. I feel nothing. No spark. No interest. Another day, another week, another month goes by without blogging.
It’s time for self reflection. Why? Why do I have so much to say yet say nothing at all? Why is my mind blocked? It’s because I lost sight of my reason. I wanted to start this blog for me. For myself. I wanted to document our days. I wanted to remember the little things. I wanted a written record of how much I love this family of mine. I wanted this blog to be to me and for me and by me.
So now, I’ve decided to write my truths. Sometimes it’ll be pretty; sometimes it’ll be gritty and raw. Sometimes it’ll be uplifting; sometimes it’ll be full of pain. Sometimes it will flow and be peaceful and make sense; sometimes it will be a whirlwind of chaos. It will always be me, though. It will always be my journey, my reality, my life.
I think there’s a lot to be said for sharing our true selves and I do hope you’ll stick around for awhile!