What would you do if you weren’t afraid? No, really. say it out loud.
Team She Said asked me that question a few years ago. And the universe—she’s been whispering my answer back to me—over and over again–ever since.
What would I do if I wasn’t afraid? I would write more. I would write a blog.
I would write a blog about our life–a virtual scrapbook for my family.
Real scrapbooks—they’re not my thing. I’m also horrible at baby books (Johnny doesn’t have one and Dean’s is shoved under my bed, covered in dust with only two entries: first tooth 2-10-2013 and first steps 5-7-2013. Whoops, sorry boys.). But I am a decent storyteller and I can take decent pictures. And I want to build something for myself and my family—a little place to keep our precious memories.
I want to write about all the places we go—near and far—and the people we meet along the way. I’d like to write about all the cool things we do in CU–kid things and grown-up things. I’ll write about all the food I cook–because I really love to cook. I want to write about my friends and family–and my friends who are like family. It will be a blog full of posts that make my heart happy–and probably a few that make my heart hurt. Because that’s life–the happy and the hurt.
The posts will be short—nothing more than 600 words. So you can read them at your desk while you’re supposed to be working. And I’ll post a lot of pictures, because the pictures are the best part.
I think you’ll want to visit often because it’s going to be awesome.
No, seriously. It is.
I’ll be funny, because I just can’t help myself. I’ll be awkward and self-deprecating too, because that’s just how I roll. I promise to be honest and open–and authentic.
And therein lies the scary part. I’m not afraid to be honest and open—and to let you get to know me. I’m afraid that once I do, you may not like me–and you may tell me that. And that will sting.
I’m scared of that sting.
But I want my kids to have this little virtual scrapbook–and they like me—for now. And I want to have these precious memories–and I like me–always and forever. I just have to keep reminding myself–that’s really all that matters.
So here we go. I’ll write more. I’ll write a blog. I hope to see you back here again soon.