It's not that I intended that 2016 would be the year of drizzly writing--kinda half-there, half-not. It's just that other parts of life and priorities crowded out the words. 2016 surprised me, and in a year where I had a thousand words and thoughts to share, I feel like I wrote down twenty. In a way, it was a relief to let this space sit dormant and quiet--and yet feel the freedom to pop in when I wanted to write or share. Still, I missed the regular rhythm of writing, sharing, and documenting life here.
As I look ahead, I feel a bit on the fence about if I should sit this season out or if I should prioritize tiny moments of writing and revive this space.
Honestly, I'm just not sure.
I often feel that words memorize what my mind cannot. Sure, I can remember thousand of moments, but writing is the avenue in which I can explore them in detail. Since 2010 (yes, the Stone Age of blogging), this blog has been collecting my memories, thoughts, ideas, and ramblings. So, although I don't feel pressure to write here, I feel connected here--my own itty bitty space in the Internet universe.
However, my words don't have to be collected here. They can be scribbled down in a pretty journal next to my bed or on a simple document on the computer. As seasons shift, I feel more protective of my privacy and not megaphoning my words into an already overstimulated world. Also, I realize that many of the thoughts and memories I want to fossilize into writing shouldn't be written in a place as public and forever as the internet.
As I walk into 2017, I've decided that's okay to not have a bullet list and goal sheet a mile long for this blog. I don't need to know if I'll blog fifty times this year or five. Even though I value intentionality, I also value the autonomy to shift gears without feeling like I've flaked out or given up (because I am that person that hates to see a good goal go bad). I'm giving myself the freedom to have a full-fledged blog revival or simply let it be.
So, 2017, let's see what you bring!