I'm a terrible blogger and it happened about the time I started blogging! Up till then I had the time to come and read YOUR blogs instead of wondering what I'm gonna blog about. Jayme over at Tales from the Coop Keeper quit blogging this week. It took her all of one day to come to her senses, she just couldn't quit cold turkey!
So here I set feeling the same way, seriously thinking I have told you every last thing about my Grandmas and my favorite Aunts and what my cousins and I did when we were 8. It's been 4 years now and I've walked you through my Grandma's kitchen dozens of times. You've tagged along as I re-lived Christmases and reunions, sleep overs and camping trips. It seems that no matter where we grew up, we have memories stored in our hearts from those times. Maybe not exactly the same, but enough that we nod and smile when we read.
Blogging is so close to journaling, and that's the real catch right there. Those of us that need journaling to keep us focused are addicted. We blog to see the progress in our lives, we move backwards to refresh and forwards to grow. At least that's what it is for me. It keeps the crazies at bay, let's me type out a plan and just as easily erase it with a few strokes of the keys. It keeps my brain going toward the positive and inches out the bad stuff, 'cause that just doesn't look so good on these nice white pages! hee hee
In reality, life is nothing but a series of ups and downs and you can't erase the hard stuff. My Mom is now in Hospice, even those words are difficult to write. We have our plates full for the next few months helping my husband's parents to sell their home. So for now, I'll hush. I will be reading though, catching up on what YOU are doing and recharging my batteries... see you soon!