Blogging Daily

When my eyes fell on the side bar of my blog, I realized I have been but one day blogging daily since January 1st.  That was strange as it was not my plan to do so for this year.  So I thought.

Although most of the posts were not long ones, I did wonder what triggered this daily posting fever.

I went to my picture file and I think I have found the culprit.

Yep, this is it.

I was rearranging my file cabinet and all the loose papers like all of the hibernators do in January.  As I was sorting through the papers, I thought I should have some of the papers be stored in a separate container.  That's when I remember this old (very old) metal filing case I have somewhere in the garage.  So I went out to search and found it.  I was so happy, it was like seeing an old friend.  I forgot what I had stored inside it.  When I dusted it off and opened it...

I found my high school graduation cap and diploma, old pictures of my first-born.  very old income tax copies, a ledger from when Robert & I first got married and the diary - when I was 18 turning 19.

I was so excited to have found the diary, that is -until I read it.  Blogging, Facebook and email were non-existence in those days, so, to satisfy my documentary wired brain, I journal - on  a daily basis trying to recap the memories.

I had to say, it was hard to read my own writings of my feelings in those late teen years before I knew the Lord.  My life was a big party and boys.  I was boy crazy - every page was filled with at least one boy's name in it.  I didn't do anything bad, just talking about boys a whole lot - like some of nowadays girls that I know of, between age 12 - 18 do.  It was shocking to "see" myself in that light.  I am so thankful that I have found the Lord my savior (when I turned nineteen and a half).  By His grace, I have walked away from those foolishness for so long that now when I read my own diary of youth, I am horrified at seeing how I was once behaving so immodestly.

That was not why I started blogging daily, though.

Besides reading that silly account of my boy-crazy youth, I also found writings of my daily life at that time.  Events and people were woven into every page. I wrote about my first jobs, my first meeting of my late ex-husband and my trials and triumphs in those days.

I couldn't put it down until I finished reading the whole thing (which was only six months - I got it as my high school graduation present from a dear friend).  I was mentally exhausted and felt like I had been on a time warp machine.

Then, I started getting on my blog and write.  Even though I have been writing mostly about Peter because he is the one stays at home most of the time, it doesn't really matter what or whom I write about, I just want to record all the little things now so that I could re-visit later.

This fanzines may or may not last long, I don't know.  What I do know is that I want to write because I want to remember. ♥