But today I came across a post announcing the seven-year anniversary of a blog I casually read. The author wrote about the bulk of life she'd chronicled, the glimpses of the inner workings of her mind and heart from all those years. The details, the pieces of stories and heaps of thought, would have been lost if not for her writings.
Meaning now, because I so enjoy my life, its direction or occasional lack thereof, the people it's blessed enough to include, I'm considering it. And because there are sure to be things in these months and years I don't enjoy, or fail to appreciate, or need to learn from, I'm considering it.
