I am up early today and while laying in bed, I’ve decided after a long time of wanting to blog, keep a journal, etc. that I’m going to start one or something like it right now. I’ve been putting it off because I guess I feel my words are never good enough or who would really be interested? But this is for me just to put down what I’m thinking, feeling, worried about, or joyous about loving. I want to be much better at writing. I hope this will help me do that. And I hope 20, 30, or 40 years from now I can look back on any type of journal that I wrote and smile and remember. Who cares if my words are great right now? Maybe they will be then because I’ll understand what I was going through.
