Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.

My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.

Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Writing Again

So it seems that the bad habit of not writing has created a quandary. Now I come to write and I can't. Nothing seems worth writing about at the moment.

Here, I'm drawing at straws so I'll be horribly entertaining. I'll tell you about the voice messages I got today. There were only two, don't worry. I've taken to not calling people anymore. Sorry to everyone who doesn't get calls from me. I like my alone time these days.

One from my best friend who has mono. She sounded very sick and sad. I called her back quickly to learn that she'd received yet another blessing from her sickness. A whole week off - worry free. "Just get better" said her boss, "we'll take it one day at a time." (Just a couple weeks ago she'd been amazingly blessed with a lot of money because of being unable to be at work...long story...maybe I'll blog about that tomorrow...).

The other from a friend who's dad's just been diagnosed with cancer. Sad message. I have to call him back now. It's kinda late but I don't know that it matters.

There were probably more beneficial things I could have written about today, but my voice messages demonstrated blessing and sorrow. I suppose, if you want you can leave this blog and ponder the deeper meanings of each. Or you can laugh that I've reduced to writing about my vioce messages. Either, or both, would be appropirate I think.

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