I honestly don’t know how to blog anymore. I started this blog in 2008 when I was single to chronicle my otherwise boring wedding preps.
Seven years, a hubby, a son, a business and every little thing in between later,
I don’t have as much to share as I do when my life’s biggest concerns were
whether to go for a pink and grey theme or a pink and yellow one and the merits
of a crawling fig on a garden wall.
Funny, how you have more things to say when you have nothing
much going on.
It’s 2015. Goodness. I just got around getting used to
writing 2014 and here we are already. I missed blogging. But to be honest, it
scares me now.
I didn’t have much qualms before sharing every mundane detail of
my everyday but now its seem more in a way intrusive on both sides.
Things have change so much in my life and in retrospect I’m
glad I started this blog. There are some entries I’ve been back reading on the
past few days that really made me cringe. Really, what was I thinking?
But overall, I’m glad I have some sort of time capsule.
Maybe I didn’t know what I was thinking at that time but it reminded me of how
I felt…and how far I’ve come. It makes me appreciate all bits of my journey---cringeworthy and all.
Just wanted to share my favorite entries from the past seven
years. English Nazis, you are not welcome here. I write to express and share. I write for myself. These are not dissertations. When I write it’s just very conversational. I
imagine somebody listening. And hopefully, relating in some way.
I guess these entries are memorable for me because they represent a certain time in my life. Reading them again takes me back to a memory and feeling that I hold dear. From light, mindless scribbles to heartfelt essays, these are my favourites.
Just write.
