I have to begin somewhere.......

It's January 1st, and I have been thinking of posting a blog/journal for months.  I like nice, round beginnings, and the first day of the year seems to fit the bill.

Truth be told, this is a little bit my sister's fault.  She blogs, her husband blogs, and I read them both.  I have a friend who blogs about local politics and civic issues, and I read that too.  I'm not certain that I have anything to say, and I am even less certain that anyone is interested in reading anything that I have to say, but I have hope that getting something, anything down in print will help me start writing again.

I used to want to be a writer, went to college and got a degree in creative writing and everything.  Over the years though, I have started to second guess everything I write.  I currently write reports for a living, which is the exact opposite of creative writing, and that's probably part of the issue too.  Mostly though, I just think there's never enough time.  Isn't that the lament that everyone uses for everything we can't or don't want to get to?  There's never enough time.

Time.  Kind of a weird concept.  There isn't ever enough of it for us, except for when there is too much of it.

If you are waiting for test results, there is too much time.  If you are treating the disease diagnosed with by the test results, there just isn't enough.  When you are in labor, there is too much time, when you are looking at your boys applying to colleges, there just isn't enough.  When you want something desperately, there is too much time, when you are watching something or someone slip away, there is just isn't enough.

Right now I have a friend who is ill.  Really ill, like trying to buy time with treatment, because curing what is wrong with him isn't an option.  I know someone who just lost their mother.  I know someone who just lost their best friend after a brave battle and two bone marrow transplants.  I know lots of people who's lives are amazing, and lots of people who's lives are challenging.

Right now my life is good and I am grateful for it.  I've certainly had challenges, and will have more challenges in the future.

Right now, my time seems like it is flowing too fast.  Maybe keeping track of it with this blog will help.  Maybe it won't.  Maybe I will make some sense in this thing.  Maybe I won't.

For now though, I am taking my first steps on the Yellow Brick Road, thanks for following along.