Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
It's been two months and three days since my last post!
It's so easy to forget to do devote the time to writing when there are other things going on. Work, cooking, helping my wife with her business, gardening, shopping, watching TV.
But there's no real excuse for letting your discipline slide. It's not laziness. It's distraction, and a little bit of forgetfulness, with a smidgen of dreaded "what should I write about?" thrown in for good measure.
But I really like writing. Even if what I write is never seen by another soul (although I'd much prefer it if it were) I write it anyway.
I keep a journal - A5 plain paper notebook (nu: elite) and in it I write how I'm feeling, what I'm doing, To Do lists, I paste in tickets and labels of things I like - wine and whiskey mainly! I'll add pictures that inspire me, quotes and my own doodles, drawings and sketches. The occasional photograph, stamps, a bit of ribbon or a luggage label, Post-It note, whatever.
The only person likely to ever read it is my (currently 10 years old) daughter - when she's older. So I write it for her I suppose. A constant record of who I am, what I like,how I feel about my home, my family, my work, my life.
My parents died when I was 6 - A part of me wishes I knew them better. Not something my daughter will ever have to worry about! My Journals, my Blog, My Facebook account. I created her an email account when she was a few years old so that I could create her a FB account (so that we can tag her to stuff, build up her timeline), and so I email her every now and then - just to say I love you, or I'm thinking about you, or maybe some fatherly advice.
She doesn't have access to it yet, nor can she log into her Facebook account yet. It's all there for when she's older.
I have also kept a Word document going since she was born - an ongoing diary of being a first time parent - but it records everything. Her first clap, first laugh, first word, first steps. Her likes and dislikes, what she's reading, watching on TV Her favourite foods, toys, friends. And how I feel - happy, sad, exhausted, frustrated, confused, ecstatic, proud, elated. I'm sure she'll find it handy when she has her first child?
As I said, I really like writing. I might never get published, or read outside of a very small audience, but I don't write for recognition or fame or wealth. I write because I enjoy it.
Full stop.
Three Hail Mary's and I'll be fine.
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