Finally, after over an hour of searching I found the link to Victoria's preschool screening.
What took me so long was
1. I don't tag (turns out that's a mistake)
2. I couldn't remember what the titles meant and read and reread posts I hadn't read in a year or two.
My posts usually have a mistake or two or twenty. I'm actually very picky about writing. But my little blog (& the seven people who read it) really it's just for me. Even more, I'm usually in a hurry or watching TV or at least rocking out to a couple of my favorite tunes. Do I wish it was perfect ? Yep. Will I go back to edit? Not a chance in hell. I actually considered paying someone to do it for me before I make it into a book, but it is what it is.
You can read the franticness is most posts. I'm busy and just want to get it out. I love to blog it's one of my favorite things to do. I know the sooner I write about an experience the better it will be. I do not think of myself as a good writer, at all. I know I love to do it and sometimes it's scary to put out my feelings for others to read, but it's motivational.
I really love it.
Tonight while I was looking for that particular blog (see now I'll link it whenever I want) I was drawn to my own titles. I try to think of title that are interesting. Not necessarily titles that describe whatever I'm writing about. It was fun trying to guess what the blog was about before I pulled it up.
I was extremely surprised to see about TEN that brought tears to my eyes. That is exactly why I do THIS! It doesn't take long to forget what happened, how I felt, the details.
Somethings I would have never remember or even recalled one last time are in writing.
I have them. Forever.
Often I put off blogging until I have more time. Time to get it together. Time to make it perfect. Tonight I convinced myself that should not be the case. The more I blog the more I have written down.
It's not going to be perfect.
Not one post I read tonight with a mistake did I think, man, I should have slowed down or not have posted this. Nope. Not. A. One.
Wish I had more blogs with mistakes. It is what it is.
It is extremely rare I go back to read posts. One, because if I have time to do that, I'd rather be posting.
But tonight made me see the significance in what I'm doing.
And I love it, mistakes and all.