Growing up I loved to write. I would create all kinds of stories and my teachers always appreciated and encouraged them. In fifth grade I got to read my D.A.R.E. essay in front of the whole school, it was just that good. (why do I always sound like I am bragging? I am so not...) I took poetry classes in Jr. high and high school and filled notebooks full of teen angst riddled lines, a few of which I used as a way to communicate to my parents my feelings of depression and sadness. (bet you never felt that way as a teen, huh?) ;-) English was always my favorite subject.
After I got married and started having kids I totally stopped writing. I guess I felt like I had nothing left to say. I had no more anger, no more sappy love/hate relationships and heartbreak to dedicate pages of poems and stories to. The medium for which I wrote was no longer applicable. I felt like my outlet was gone, and it has been a huge hole in the puzzle of who I am.
When I started this blog, I did it mostly as a way for my family to stay up to date with our happenings. Post a few pictures here and there, write a little blip of what we were doing at the time. I had no idea it would be a way for me to re-connect with myself. I started writing more, adding details and funny quips, remembering how good it felt to create a story, to lead others down the path of your own mind with words.
So why am I going on about some sappy moment of my life? Well, I was reading through some old posts today. Usually I feel like my posts are lackluster, with rushed and confusing bits and pieces and points. However, as I was reading a few of them, I decided they were pretty good, that I was pretty good. Perhaps I have found a new inspiration, writing about my kids and family and things that are funny or important. It doesn't have to be depressing to be deep or meaningful. Being able to go back and read about moments of my life has been an incredible experience I never thought I would have again. This blog is a lot more important to me than I realized. Thank you for reading, you few and faithful followers.
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