I mentioned in a previous post that blogging is hard. My original intentions were to post weekly, and I was determined to not become "that page" that went unattended for weeks and months. But, alas, life has happened and it's been over two months since I last wrote anything here.
Due to reasons that don't really matter to you, I have been spending some time rereading some of my previous posts. And you know what I learned? I like what I wrote! I was able to reconnect with feelings and emotions. I was able to remember the events as they happened, and when I wrote about them. I reminded myself that I LIKE writing and blogging. It's it's own sort of therapy for me and provides a type of documentation that I am not getting anywhere else.
When I was younger, before I married, I used to be quite good at writing in a journal, nearly every day. But when my "real life" started (getting married and having kids), my history/record keeping ceased. I may not need to log every moment of every day, but I love recording and then rereading the little blips of life that have helped me to evolve and develop into the woman that I am becoming.
I learned this on accident, because I reread my blog on purpose!
What do you do to record your personal and family history?
