I have written 800 posts on this blog.
That's a lot of words and pictures and such a lovely way for me to go back and remember things.
I am actually pretty forgetful. I fill my head with too many books, too many articles, too many conversations and most of all too many ideas of things that can be done. It means I forget little things sometimes, or they just sit at the back of my mind until I am reminded of them.
There were times I blogged every day for a month, or ten times a month for the year. I used to always have something to write about.
Then things changed. I started working more and my kids got busier attending activities that needed me to be the mum taxi. I started to find myself getting out and about more with my friends and having less and less time.
And pretty soon the blog ideas ran out, or I just stopped thinking about them so much.
This week at different times both the girls have asked me why I am not blogging anymore and asked if I could start again. Miss 10 even offered me suggestions of things I could write about.
My last blog post that I wrote I really enjoyed writing. It was just a week ago, but once I hit publish, I didn't tell anyone. I didn't share it on Facebook or Twitter or Instagram or LinkedIn, I just wrote it and that was enough.
Just writing, for yourself, is just enough.
It might be a book review, or a movie review, or a funny joke or a great photo or thoughts in your head, but writing it down, documenting your times, it's fun, it's useful, and makes you think and use your brain, it makes you use your words in the best way you can...and to make them better.
I never regret making time for writing.
Image: Random photo of me drawn by people who know me best.