Changes

I figured out how to merge my old blog into this one.

If you know me, you know that’s a huge deal. And I did this ON MY OWN. WITHOUT TECH SUPPORT. I know, I still can’t believe it.

For this past couple of days, I’ve been digging around through old posts and I’ve determined a couple of things:

1. My photography skills s.u.c.k. I would love to say I’ve gotten better, but alas, I have not. I just don’t think I have it in me.
2. I love to write. Really, I do. I know to some of you that sounds crazy. It’s like when someone tells me that they love math. How is that actually humanly possible? Anyway, back to writing. A few weeks ago, I was in my parent’s basement still going through my old junk, and came across a box of diaries and journals. I had an ENTIRE box full of diaries and journals, spanning all the way back to 2nd grade. It’s just something that I like to do. And blogging has given me that outlet to do what I enjoy. It made me happy to write a new post. It just felt comfortable and natural to me. And I turned 29 this month (refer to yesterday’s post), so now I’m sassy and doing what I want to do.
3. There are different seasons in our lives. And like the seasons change, so do we. I’d like to think that my writing style is the same because its just ‘me.’ But I look at some of the things I wrote about 3 years ago, and I laugh. I can’t believe I thought THAT was a big deal (I can’t believe I thought it was hard to take 1 kid to the grocery store!) In so many ways, my life has changed over the past 4 years, and I’ve changed too. I’ve adapted to a new season in my life. And I guess I’ve determined that’s just what we do. We live and we learn, and then we move on to the next season. I like the feeling of growth you have when you realize you are moving into another chapter or season of your life. Somehow you feel better equipped because you’ve made it through the previous season.
4. I love the memories that this old blog gives me. I’m so glad that I’ve published these stories from my life. Looking back, there are so many things that I had forgotten about, and would have never remembered had it not been for this little ole’ blog.
5. It’s important to do what you love, as long as you love to do it. Then, stop. I loved to blog, and I blogged pretty heavily for 2 or so years. And then, I stopped loving it. It became more of a chore. I had new responsibilities and things changed in my life. So I stopped. And I’m glad I did. This isn’t my life, or my job. It’s a fun outlet. And when it stops being fun, then it’s time to stop. Amen.

Have a blessed Thursday!