I've been REALLY bad about writing in my journal lately. It's not that I don't love or value the insights gained as I write, and it's not like I don't have the time. There's just something about it that I dread. Maybe because I try to catch up on EVERYTHING and have a hard time just skipping to little relevant tidbits. Maybe because I feel the PRESSURE of trying to write something grand that future generations will use to learn all about me and who I was, painting an image of their ancestors, and sometimes I don't think I like what I write, so I censor my own writing. Or maybe because that gets old and then I write down EVERYTHING in a moment of passionate feelings, and all the anger/hurt/confusion or total joy/elation/excitement comes pouring out, and I'm afraid people will think I'm bipolar or something.
That's why I've been trying to update my blog every day. It's not quite as personal as a journal, and I still write in there when I'm feeling inspired to do so...but as for the everyday stuff, the general thoughts, and the insights into our lives during these first few years of marriage without children, a blog is much more convenient. And I can post pictures. :)
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