Journaling, or blogging, has been a part of my life for quite some time. This space was first opened during my husband's graduate school years and it quickly became a running commentary on our lives as newlyweds. A few years later, every! single! post! would be filled with pictures of and ramblings about our firstborn, Graeme Clarke. Soon after, I began posting every day about anything and everything, which quickly lead to burnout and a realization that that brand of blogging wasn't useful or meaningful for my own life.
Early last year, a little by accident and mostly from necessity, I fell into a pattern of blogging only twice each week. The funny thing is that while my blog remains a running commentary on our marriage, children, and everything in between, I've come to realize that this pattern of posting twice a week is exactly where I've wanted to be for the last seven years.
Sometimes I wonder why it's taken me this long to make peace with this somewhat misunderstood but entirely viable practice we call blogging. I can only speak for myself, but I have found that if anything in life is going to be meaningful and worthwhile, there's going to be a process of time and work behind it. And, like so many other things, we might be misunderstood in our pursuing of it, but that is okay. I pursue blogging because it literally is a living record of all that God has done for my little family. I pursue blogging because I want to hold on to so many of these memories that have been made during our first years of marriage and also during the exhausting early years of parenting. (If I can hardly remember brushing my teeth today, I can bet my boots I won't remember all of things I'd like to with our sweet boys.) And, I pursue blogging because of it's mutual edification with like-minded souls and strangers alike.
Maybe the biggest blogging lesson that I've learned over the last several years is this: to be myself. This is difficult and I continue to fight for it. But I am thankful for so many of you who do this and do it well. I am thankful for your encouragement to, yes!, record these memories, take those pictures, and share what God has done, but to do all of it in the time that I have been given, being careful not to steal from my family but at the same time, wisely carving out a few moments for useful and meaningful entries. Here's to the next season of online journaling!
p.s. These pictures were taken last September when my parents visited for Graeme's birthday. We spent a few days at the coast and these pictures were from an evening out in Astoria. (Think The Goonies!)