My my my! Life just keeps on going here and the things I need to post about are piling up so fast I don’t know if I’ll ever get to them! (Just like I never got to posting Christmas this year?!? Or Charlie’s Birthday? Or Jeff’s big 40th? Yikes!)
I keep wondering why I’m feeling so far behind on this blog and then I step back to realize that life is just happening all the time here. Every page seems to be a happening page. The adventures and drama and changes and challenges and growth that need to be recorded pile up every single day. I barely have enough energy to do all we are doing, let alone absorb it, take pictures of it and blog about it. I’d just ditch the blog and just live presently, except that I know that recording things here will help us make this experience part of the fabric of who we are as a family. I often worry that I’m putting all this energy into this experience for my kids and they’re so young that they’ll forget most of it. But, I’ve been told my lots of friends who are seasoned and have had more experience than me that if I help my kids process what they’re experiencing and if I record things well (pictures, journals, blog) then this grand adventure will become a part of them, a part of us. And I really want that.
But I don’t want to spend all my time blogging. And I don’t want to spend any time worrying about not blogging.
So, how do you balance recording vs. living? How much should I worry about keeping a record or taking a picture. Sometimes I think that I don’t really validate an experience unless it is recorded somehow.
Does something have to be recorded to be valid? If I don’t take a picture of something does it happen? What is the value in it if I don’t remember it? If I’m spending so much time recording is the experience valid? Am I living it? Am I present?
Is there an intrinsic value in just living a moment presently? Feeling it, absorbing it, embracing it ….even if you forget it the next week or month or year?
Does recording experiences help us see them as more meaningful? Does it draw us back and give us perspective?
Does writing about and sharing what you experience help you live more deliberately?
These are the questions swirling around in my head as I run in the forest in the morning and as I fold laundry and think about how I want to sleep more than I want to blog.
I’m not sure exactly what the answer is, but I’m pretty sure it’s different for everyone, and I’m pretty sure it has a lot to do with finding that every tricky balance. Live, record, live more. Record less, live more.
I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Meanwhile, I’m going to try to take advantage of Jeff’s week away and slap up at least some thoughts and pictures of our pilling up happening pages.