Over the last four months as I took a welcomed break from blogging on Brown Ink, whenever my thoughts would turn toward what “THE” first blog post would cover, I often became anxious. I felt…ooohhh, the topic needs to be mind-blowing or something that encapsulates my passion about writing. Something fresh, a new take on the importance of writing perhaps. And yet what I truly realized wasn’t a complete surprise at all but something I have written about through the past five years of blogging; it simply comes down to the value of journaling. And why, more then ever, I feel so strongly about the need to keep a journal.
As Spring turned into Summer, there were more highs and lows in my life than I had planned. With unexpected sadness in my family as well as feeling a bit lost after closing the Brown Ink Paper Goods store, (though the decision was one I have never regretted), I found myself sinking a bit, looking for direction and clarity. Thankfully, I not only continued to journal in my daily diary but I also began writing in my long format journal as well.
As I’ve mentioned in past posts, The 5 Year Dairy provides support to my life in a variety of ways. Not only does the diary become my personal time capsule, holding little bits of each day which fly by at lighting speed (ahhhh!!), but lately I’ve been looking back to see what life was like just a few years ago. I’m often reminded of why I make changes in my life and see growth in myself and my children which is so difficult to notice on a daily basis.
And for the first time in awhile, my long format journal has become my own little therapist. It’s through the act of writing where I can throw it all out there, share whatever I need to, messy or not, embracing my sadness, joy and everything in between. Often feeling a bit of weight lifted as I sign off, like the deep sigh after a good cry. Within each entry, I gain a little understanding to what makes me the friend, daughter, sister, wife and mother I am and strive to be.
It’s never too late to start writing or begin again. I swear you won’t regret it!