How come I write this blog, and keep it up so diligently? What drives me to add to this record (almost) every day? I have often wondered myself...
Why do I do this?
Is it to document my life so that my kids can read all the little details that were spinning through my mind as they were growing up?
Is it for Heather, so she knows more about what makes her husband tick?
To communicate current events to my friends and family?
To help me remember what a wonderful life I had when I get old and start losing my memory?
Just for the joy of writing?
As an outlet for self-expression?
As a kind of therapy to help me think through things and grasp them better?
To be funny?
Is it some form of art?
To indulge my vanity and talk about myself?
To study later and learn from history?
A cure for boredom?
To show off my photographs?
As a kind of immortality, hoping that someone will one day discover my little life long after I am gone?
Yes.
Why do I do this?
Is it to document my life so that my kids can read all the little details that were spinning through my mind as they were growing up?
Is it for Heather, so she knows more about what makes her husband tick?
To communicate current events to my friends and family?
To help me remember what a wonderful life I had when I get old and start losing my memory?
Just for the joy of writing?
As an outlet for self-expression?
As a kind of therapy to help me think through things and grasp them better?
To be funny?
Is it some form of art?
To indulge my vanity and talk about myself?
To study later and learn from history?
A cure for boredom?
To show off my photographs?
As a kind of immortality, hoping that someone will one day discover my little life long after I am gone?
Yes.
2 comments:
Your list is not in the correct order.
A little of all those things and because I would dearly miss reading your thoughts and humor and seeing your photos.
From your biggest blog fan,
Mary
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