Blank Pages


I know the above saying is such a cliché, but today it made me reflect a little bit. I can’t say 2015 was boring by any means. I welcomed a new grandson into my heart, my youngest daughter turned 16 and got her driver’s license and I went to a ton of great concerts and just had a blast living.

Nonetheless, reflecting back on the year I felt like I was missing something. I think I missed blogging. I looked up this blog and I haven’t posted anything since January 5, 2014. It’s been almost two years. Yes, I’ve been on Facebook, but it’s not the same as having an idea and writing about it. That’s what I missed, writing. Or in my case babbling with horrible grammar and punctuation.

This year I am going to try to fill the blank pages of this blog. I thought about trying to make a post a day for the entire year but I know that’s not going to happen. If it does great, but seriously who wants to know about the days I get up, go to work, go to the gym, cook dinner and then go to sleep. Now if someone, most likely me, happens to fall off the treadmill at the gym, I’ll make sure to write about that!

So here’s to my 2016 goal of once again blogging.