On Starting over

So here we are.  This is my blog and I realized after I finally opened it that I hadn’t written here in over two years.  How did that happen?  How in the world did two years pass in the blink of an eye?

With how long it had been, I made the split-second decision to purge what had been here before.  Instead, you now get to see the me of today.  The me of today can’t necessarily relate to what was written by the me of two years ago.  Life has changed, I have changed, and yet that desire to do more remains.  Funny how that works, isn’t it?  We as people can grow and develop to be something different over time, but some things linger in our minds, right at the very back, repeatedly saying ‘but I want to…’  For me, that ‘want to’ is writing.  My life has changed, my situation has changed, but that desire remains.  It’s easy to say that I want to, and it’s easy for the people around me to encourage that, but that doesn’t mean it’s easy.  It’s a constant battle to want but worry.  To plan and fail to follow through.  To have the best of intentions, but to let fear of failure to walk all over you to create complacency.

For all I know, another two years will pass after this blog post before I write again, but I hope not.  I have a lot to say, and if that desire to do something has lingered for this long then maybe it’s meant to be.