The Beginning of the End

I've been thinking about ending my blog. It's been on my mind for awhile. What began as a way to get my writing out there became a means to share my thoughts in a creative and fun way. I know there are some friends and family members who read my blog daily and I've been told on more than one occasion how interesting it is to get the "inside scoop" on my thoughts and day-to-day life. Which is all very well and good.

But I have been writing less and less in my personal journal. I'm happy to have documented so much in Jr's life on this blog and monologued about relationships and things that get me going. But my personal journal is completely uncensored. I don't have to worry about who might be reading it or who's feelings I might hurt or whatever. I just write and at the end feel better about everything.

When my sister let her blog start to slide we kind of nagged her about it. "Where's your blog? What's going on? Why haven't you posted in a week?" She didn't want to let it go but at the same time it was a lot of work to keep it going while raising two kids and working full time. I had asked her, "Is it still fun?" Her answer, as I remember it, was, "Sometimes."

That's how I feel now. Sometimes I'm glad I have this creative outlet. But other times it's one more thing to do in the morning.

I want to give my readers a heads up because there's nothing that irritates me more than someone who's started a blog and is gung ho for the first how many days or weeks or months and then suddenly they stop writing. Are you going to start writing again? Are you on some kind of hiatus? Should I delete you from my bookmark list?

So here it is, my white flag waving back and forth. I surrender! I come in peace!