I've found that the majority of the blogs I read are the ones with photos. They don't have to be particurally amazing photos, but just enough to capture my attention as they illustrate the post.
With the realization of what it is that I really enjoy in a blog, I have challenged myself to always post a photograph to go along with my posts.
But you know what I have discovered? I don't bother writing if I haven't taken any photos lately. I have plenty to say, but I don't take the time to write it out, because I have no photos to go along with it. Sad, huh? And a lot of unnecessary pressure.
So here you go. A post with no photos!
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Who am I kidding?
I’ve been a lot of places all around the way
I’ve seen a lot joy and I’ve seen a lot of pain
but I don’t want to write a love song for the world,
but I don’t want to write a love song for the world,
I just want to write a song about a boy and a girl
-Michael Franti
Nevermind. I've decided that I miss writing too much to give it up.
I've also decided that I want to write about the happy things.
The sad things will always be there, as they are a real part of life, and they may still come up here from time to time. But what I'm going to dwell on are the things that bring me joy.

The BIG reason for joy is that in 17 days I will be marrying the love of my life. He is a blessing to me beyond what words can describe, and I am honored to become his wife.
My life is about to change -- drastically. I will be living with a man. I will have an abundance of new responsibilities, and am no longer responsible to just myself. I will have to be more vulnerable than I have ever had to be in my life. These things are a risk. There is a lot that is unknown, and that is a little bit scary. But Dave is worth it. And because he is worth it, I am excited beyond reason and have great joy. :-)
Labels:
Happiness,
Joy,
Life,
Michael Franti,
My Husband,
Writing
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Untitled.
I gave up writing. I gave up a love of mine.
I wasn't sure whether I should write about heartbreaking sadness or immeasurable joy.
I have had my share of both.
I wasn't sure whether I should write about heartbreaking sadness or immeasurable joy.
I have had my share of both.
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