Years ago, over ten to be more precise, I started blogging. I have had multiple blogs over the years and more recently just taken a long break from writing on a personal blog.
It’s been… nice.
But I never feel like I can permanently leave this online world.
Even in the midst of the break I knew at some point I’d pick up my computer, buy a domain name that meant something to me at that moment, point it to a server, install WordPress and start typing.
And here I am.
I’m still not sure I’ll stick with this name. It sounds depressing. I don’t mean it to be. Just truthful.
Life can be really difficult at times. It’s a series of ups and downs. When everything is good, I know it won’t last. But on the other hand, when everything stinks, I know it won’t last. And I want to write about all of it.
Getting started is the hardest part.
What is it I want to say? On what level do I want to connect with you?
When I first started blogging I had little ones, well more like medium ones, to write about. Subjects like homeschooling, discipline, and poop were readily available for my choosing. My two oldest have graduated college and my youngest daughter is now a college freshman. Four hours away! I can’t write much about the three of them anymore.
But life goes on and I’m sure there will still be things to talk about here. If nothing else, with a Shih Tzu that is almost 16 years old, there are still a lot poop stories to share.