I have a confession. For a while I’ve had trouble blogging because something caused me to reevaluate why I blog. The reason doesn’t matter, though it should be made clear that the issue wasn’t about blogs in general, but about mine in particular. And it wasn’t about all social media. So I thought a lot about why I blog, and I wrote down my thoughts…because it’s just what I’ve always done. It helps me think.
Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.