Maybe I can continue this blog for the purpose I originally had. A scrapbook of some sort for this difficult, extraordinary, glory filled, blessed life. Maybe I don't try to turn this into something profitable, or something for others to read. Maybe this scrapbook is just for me. Maybe since it isn't to entertain others, but to document these days going too quickly, I don't need to find that perfect picture to post. I don't need to create events to share that I feel are worthy of other's approval or enjoyment. Maybe instead, I document daily life as it passes. So I don't forget the really really good stuff. Maybe there aren't a bunch of pictures because I forgot to take any as I was in the moment living it outside of a screen. Maybe its just words sometimes. Feelings. Raw without edits. Because I don't express myself with a camera like I do with words and thoughts.
I don't craft. I don't decorate especially well. I don't cook creatively and really can't eat hardly anything at the moment due to medical issues and food allergies. I'm not a health food fanatic. I'm not a published writer. I don't lead Bible studies or begin amazing organizations that help others less fortunate. God has gifted others with these wonderful and necessary things.
But I can pray. And I can encourage and lift others up. I'm a relentless cheerleader. A "you go, girl" girl. I'm a lover of Jesus. And I want others to see him like I do. I can love on my husband and kids and family and enjoy the ups and downs. I give great hugs. I can be observant to other's feelings around me. I pick up on vibes. And I can act on them in love. I can scream on a soccer field. I can snuggle on the couch. I give good gifts. I can write notes and check in on people. I do the best I can with what God puts in front of me today.
So this space? I can write in this space. And maybe, just maybe, I write just for me.
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