The endless stream of data...

Baby steps. We can do this!

Picking back up with this blogging thing, mayhaps. Went through a stage after getting married when life was so exhausting; it felt like there was no good time to sit and express myself. If there was, maybe I wasn't sure if the things I was thinking were worth recording, or if they leant themselves to any semblance of organization and coherence. And, after all, I was living life to the fullest and recording everything by camera... that counts for something, right?

My journal lay in its normal beside spot. I think I touched it twice during my first year as a newlywed. Looks like my blog has been ignored for longer. Hmm.

I finally realized, after re-reading parts of my journal, how important this is to me. I'm journaling again, usually first thing in the morning so I can be sure I don't put it off. And whether anybody reads it or not, I think I've learned a lot by blogging. I've become accustomed to bite-size feeds on Facebook, where I can catch up with everyone at a glance. I want to remember the joys of taking a few extra minutes to let people into my life for more than 2 seconds. And take part in other people's lives by reading their posts.

A lot has changed since I first started blogging. I went from LiveJournal to BloopDiary to Xanga to Blogger. I'm not the same. My thoughts and beliefs aren't the same. The world isn't the same. But it's great to be along for the ride! <3 J

Words

I've been realizing how much I miss writing... for a while now I've either been too busy or too tired to put in the effort. All I wanted to do was enjoy life as it was happening. There's nothing wrong with that! And digital photography makes it easy to capture certain memories and faces, so I can enjoy them later without journaling or blogging or whatever.

So I let my camera do all the work during my wedding, honeymoon, summer vacation, house projects, time with friends, etc.

But it's not the same.

This morning I re-read some of my posts from my trip to Hawaii. How awesome to be able to re-live that experience a year later (and 5 years from now... 10...), down to the little details like the cookies on our catamaran. Those are the things you have to write down before you forget! A picture might be worth a thousand words, but what about the words in-between?

So, all that deep contemplation brings me back to the fact that I really want to write again. Whether I pick up my journal or spend more time at the keyboard, I want to have words to go with my pictures.