I Wish

that I could write exactly what I was feeling on my blog. I really do. I wish that I could just write and write and write about all the hard things and the awesome things that fill my days. Especially now . . . emotions are running high. There are so many frustrations and joys that I would love to theraputically purge onto this page, but I can't. I don't get to do that because it's not fair to the people it involves.

But, oh, how I'd love to be selfish for just a few minutes and type away the struggles. For me, there's something freeing in writing or talking about the things that weigh me down.

I am just not comfortable with putting stuff out there on my blog for anyone to see . . . knowing that it could be hurtful to some people . . . even if it was true. I think people create blogs for different reasons, and some people are comfortable with the purge of emotions--it's authentic and real, but it can hurt people too. Mine is to stay connected with family and friends and have a record of events from our lives. I love to blog, but I have limits as to what I will and can write because it's not fair to anyone for me to open up my thoughts and feelings for all to see. I wouldn't do that in front of a large crowd of our friends . . . I just can't do it here.

Although sometimes I really want to. I guess I just need an outlet. Nate should be home in 8 hours:)