Wordy Wednesday

I haven't written on this blog in a long time.
*Written = used words to convey thoughts and tell stories (i.e. more than just a short intro or photo caption).

That seems like a problem to me. It seems like I should actually write something . . . It seems like I should, and I really do want to write things down and have a record of them. Yet, I don't do it. So, I've been thinking about why I don't, and it was a pretty simple answer. Everything just became too hard to talk about.

- It became too hard to write about Gerson & Elviz not being here.
- It became too hard to figure out what was too private and what was too vague when trying to tell you why they aren't here.
- It became too hard to write about things that happen in our daily lives without explaining special "issues" that we face.
- It become too hard to walk the line between celebrating the good things in our lives and coming across as if I were pretending that everything was perfect.
- It became too hard to determine what I want my children to read when they are older.

It all just became too hard, and so I just quit. Now I'm left in a strange situation where some days I feel like I want to write about something, but I feel like I can't just pop in here and write something out of the blue. And even if I start a post, I just run into all of the same roadblocks listed above.

There isn't any real point to this post, and there isn't any answer down here at the end. (Sorry, no conclusion - no neat little bow.) I just thought I would try to write something. Maybe the next time I want to write, it won't feel quite as awkward when I look down and see that I have, indeed, written something in the most recent year. Maybe.