My best friend Sara has been trying to get me to keep a blog for sometime now. I've resisted because I l really like paper. I like being able to draw things or tape things, or color things. I know, I know, you can draw and post and color a wide variety of things on a blog too. It doesn't change the fact that paper is just more personal. Every year, however, I have this dilemma about journal keeping. Being more diligent in my journal keeping is a faithfully made, if not faithfully kept goal. I make plans for scripture journals, gratitude journals, general journals about my life. I start them and am diligent for about month before my resolve dies and my journals join my running shoes and my unwritten birthday cards as just another momento of my unkept New Year's resolutions. The funny part is that I get a new one every year because I feel like a fresh start deserves a fresh journal. Consequently I have many journals of well chronicled Januaries which is unfortunate since everyone knows that January is the longest and most depressing month of the year. In the hopes of chronicling some Junes, Julys and Augusts, I have decided to keep this blog, because, while paper is more personal, typing is more efficient. I still have a paper journal of letters that I write to my baby girl, because I'm sentimental like that, but this will act as a more general chronicle of my life.
The title for my blog comes from a series of musings I have had since having a baby last June. Parenting being a new thing to me and all, I have tried to pin point exactly what it's all about. At one point I decided that being a parent is all about carrying things. Later I decided it's all about learning to do things one handed. It's about learning to live on limited sleep, it's about losing your sense of sanitation, it's about learning to do everything while making silly faces and singing silly songs. Of course it's really about many things chief among them being patience, sacrifice, and love, but through all of it, I have found myself refining one very important skill. I am convinced that successful parents and successful people are the ones who learn how to improvise. Parenting puts a person in to some pretty messy situations, in fact, lets face it, life in general puts people into a lot of messy situations, and the sooner a person learns to take wha
t they're given and go with it, the sooner they will find joy, contentment, and success. Our sticky situations become humorous, meeting life's challenges becomes a game, and we find ourselves enjoying the large majority of our days. So to heck with perfection, and to heck with embarrassment, and here's to the improvisational life!
I love this first post. You are such a clever writer that I think I will follow you and read all your posts. But not really follow you because that would be stalking, which is creepy. I'll just follow your blog. And I love the series of photos where you and Colin can't get on the same page with whether to have pretty smiles or funny faces.
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