Can you dig it?

I have been struggling to re-enter the blogosphere. I wasn't sure why I should, or if I wanted to, or what my point of view is or was. This blog was started 13 years ago. THIRTEEN YEARS AGO. It's a teenager now.

In those 13 years, blogging went from something obscure that Rosie O'Donnell did, to the onslaught of all the Mommy Blogs, Fashion Blogs, Lifestyle Blogs, the terms "influencer" and "curate" (well, these weren't invented, but now they are used in a whole new context) etc. etc. Many people make a living off of them, and as we all know blogs are now fancier, with edited professional photos, editorial calendars, and sponsored content (or, SponCon as people in the biz say).

That is not what I want from this at all. I honestly just like writing and sharing my writing with people. I genuinely got joy from writing a story about my kids and then sharing it with those that knew them or me, or even a perfect stranger.

But, for whatever reason, writing in a public space (if you really consider this space to be public) didn't feel right to me. And, frankly, I got busy with life.

I am ever so slowly tiptoeing back out again. Yes I know that this website is not flashy (and probably a little lame) and who even knows if Blogger will be around (I'm a little worried that it's the AOL of blogs), but even so, it feels sort of right to me.

Then, I came across this quote:

When things are taking their ordinary course, it is hard to remember what matters. There are so many things you would never think to tell anyone. And I believe they may be the things that mean most to you, and that even your own child would have to know in order to know you well at all. -Marilynne Robinson

And, I thought, "Whoomp there it is!" I mean, clearly that was the universe speaking to me. Oprah would agree.

I'm just going to end it there because I have totally done way too much over explaining for something that didn't need to be explained.

Also, Tag Team really wrote an excessively long song.