Open the door and dance through it with me

This year has brought a lot of change to my life - personally and professionally.  The kids are both in college - Go Flyers! and Gig 'Em! -  I have a new job that is providing me with new challenges and adventures.  Such an exciting year usually brings me great ideas to write about, to share, I am a writer after all.  Clearly, I took a break from the blog (latest post was January?  Ouch).  More than one person has asked why I stopped and why I haven't started again.  Last night I put some thought into the reason.

I have had great times, shared a lot - some may say too many - pictures of family fun on FB, traveled many different places and had a lot of adventures.  So why didn't I write about these?  Excellent question that is not easy to answer.

Part of me assumes that my friends and family who have already heard about my adventures are the only people who read the blog so why bother.  Part of me was too busy at times to write.  Part of me didn't want to seem like I was bragging about the good times.  Part of me had bad days I don't share with others, I don't think you should put bad 'stuff' out on the internet - bottle it up and keep it hidden, no one needs to hear about it.  All of these are excuses, and today, I get over them.

My last post - Lucky to be along for the ride - was about putting one foot in front of the other, how Alex's experiences over the past year taught me to push forward and keep going.  Well, I need to apologize to him as I stopped putting one foot in front of the other with my personal writing, I hid behind being too busy or fear that people didn't want to read what I wrote, I hid behind excuses.  More than apologizing to my family, I need to apologize to myself.  I love writing, I love sharing experiences and it doesn't matter to me who reads what I write, I love doing it for me.  I need to find that love again, that confidence again.

So today is my new start line, my new runway.  Today is when I start writing because I love to write and want to write.  Today I stop worrying that the only parts of life you share should be the happy ones.  Today I stop worrying about what people thing when I write about the good times or my wonderful family and friends.

Friends, we all have good times and bad.  We all have different ways of handling life. Well, I handle things by dancing it out, singing at the top of my lungs, by writing.  As I start my new challenge and become true to me again I challenge each of you to do the same.  Don't worry that someone else might be watching, or not, just be you.  Hope you will join me as my suitcases open more doors...I can't wait to see what is behind them as I dance through each one.