A moment in time...

I remember having my first "blog" when I was about 10? My sister gave me this little white diary. It was a "daily diary" for the month of May. I wrote in it faithfully every day that month. Turned 10 that month, so technically I was 9 when I found my love of journaling.

Continued doing it for years, on and off and I still have blogs that I laid to rest all over the net. Some of it wasn't suitable for public viewing (😁), mostly because a lot of what I wrote was just my way of venting and sometimes it was harsh, but my point was never to hurt anyone, just to alleviate my own pain.

Sometimes I go back and read those old blogs. Some make me smile, some make me cry, but the growth has been tremendous and the therapy priceless.