"It's been awhile since I've written in here, and I really need to do it more. I was thinking about this today, and I'm going to start doing so now - at least once a week, hopefully more often..."
Then about 3-4 months later, there is a similar entry. I feel that is what has happened with this blog, and I don't want it to be like that.
Since I've been living by myself, I've started to talk to myself a lot. I'll pose questions to myself, and I will then respond to myself as if I were a different person. This doesn't seem excessively strange to me to think about, because I think a lot of people do this - but it does seem frighteningly real when I'm looking in the mirror at myself, and I am genuinely expecting an unanticipated response from the guy staring back at me. It's becoming apparent to me how Tom Hanks went crazy in that Cast Away movie. If I start referring to my roommate, Wilson, start getting worried.
But seriously, I've been thinking a lot over the last few days about this blog because today I am teaching a Sunday School lesson on finding joy in Family History work, and one of the ways that the lesson manual suggests that we might find joy in it is by writing in our journals. Which of course caused me to reflect on my own journal, and how long it's been since I wrote in there, which in turn caused me to think about this blog and consider how long it's been since I've written here. And when coupled with the huge demand that I've received from people, inquiring as to why I haven't written, I think it's about time to get back on the horse.
With that said, I need to finish preparing my lesson. But, I'm fully anticipating getting another entry in later tonight with some updates on how things are going. There are plenty of stories to be told - I just need to start telling them to someone other than myself.
