Words to start with

I started this page a looong time ago. I had the best of intentions! But as with most plans, they were chaotically derailed, just by a few years. You know the story; life, kids, work, relationships all end up consuming your time, like a child persistently tugging at your hand to draw your focus back to them.

So, I started this page a looong time ago. I had the best of intentions! But as with most of my plans, they were chaotically derailed, just by a few years. You know the story; life, kids, work, relationships all end up consuming your time, like a child persistently tugging at your hand to draw your focus back to them. My twin daughters are now teenagers and still perform that trick, just without the hand tugging.

Yesterday, I had one lonely daughter at home while the other was at holiday camp. Despite insisting she was enjoying the break from her sister, she was out of sorts and at a loss for what to do – not even Instagram, Pinterest or Netflix seemed to hold her interest. In a moment of brilliance – or sheer idiocy – I suggested she start a blog. This daughter seems almost desperate for validation and acceptance, she’s struggling to form good friendships and I have to admit, it equally frustrates and scares the crap out of me knowing that she’s going to be the kid that will probably do whatever the ‘cool’ kids tell her to just to be accepted into the inner circle. Oh boy, the clairvoyant had a lot to say about her; it’s never comforting to hear “so let me just say that you’re doing everything you can, and she’ll be fine…when she turns 17”. Have I mentioned 17 is still four years away?

After suggesting the blog and emphasising what she should and shouldn’t share, going over the concept of privacy several hundred times, and what she might get from blogging, I sat back and watched her set up her own page like a pro (on another site), craft her first post, and proudly publish it. I admit to being impressed. And then I realised just how slack I was for not having gotten that far myself. It’s inevitable our kids will show us up, but it sure can smart, despite feeling proud of the little suckers, err, cherubs.

My daughter fearlessly and enthusiastically diving into her own blog has given me a much needed kick in the bum. I’ll do my best to keep my momentum rolling along. I have no set pattern or voice in mind, simply to think, write, and enjoy the process and the words along the way.

What process started you on the road to blogging?

Are you a ‘blogging purist’? Um, what is a blogging purist?

Are you still in your own holding pattern after years of good intentions?

If you have helpful suggestions, want to connect, or share your own story, I hope to hear from you. If not, keep your fingers crossed for me as I need all the help I can get!

Yours in rambles,

Kat