We then talked about how things seem to change every seven years. You keep your tax stuff and financial stuff for seven years. Seven is supposed to be a lucky number. Seven is a Biblical significant number. And it got me to thinking about my writing--my blogging.
I actually started blogging (for the third time) in January of 2006. I've been blogging for over seven years. Eight years, if you want to get all mathematical about it.
Since then, we've moved several times; I've gotten two IUDs (not at the same time); Daughter 1 is starting her last year of middle school; Brian was outted as The Dad; I've become a published author! (You've read my books, right?) I've scored a regular segment on Tulsa Live. I'm a syndicated columnist. Brian and I have changed jobs ... twice for me, more for Brian. Daughter 2 is becoming quite the softball player, and Daughter 1 will certainly be the next Christina Kim.
And in the past few months, our lives have changed even more since my own momma had her stroke and has now moved in with us. (She's doing very well, y'all. Thanks for the thoughts and prayers!)
What's my point? I'm not really sure other than my blogging has suffered. I'm still, though, composing blog posts in my head almost constantly. Blogging, my friends, is one of my favorite things ... I'm not sure why I've forsaken it in the past few months, but I plan on changing that.
For the next seven days? I will blog. Daily. That's one week.
Keep reading. I'll be back tomorrow.