One Step Forward?

So, I obviously haven't mastered the discipline to post regularly...although I suppose even once a year could be considered "regular." Anyway, I found myself wanting to update this blog when I learned that a friend had randomly stumbled across it. 

Honestly, I didn't think anybody would read these, and I don't really expect anyone else to read them moving forward. However, her telling me that she read them brought memories of a disclaimer I used to write on all my journals growing up. They said something to the effect that these were my thoughts and if you happen to be reading them to please at least read everything so you have context for what you read and that it would be an injustice if you (random reader) would judge me based on an isolated entry.

In that vein, I continue to write. There's no way I could fit my whole essence into this blog, but I can't blame someone for judging a tiny portion of me if that is all I offer to disclose. So much life has happened in the past several weeks - I won't say good but neither will I label it bad. Now is not the best time for me to get into it, but I wanted to document my commitment to share. And it just takes one step at a time, right?

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