I question the purpose of my blog a lot. I don’t really have an out of the ordinary life, although I do live in an out of the ordinary place. I don’t sell anything, or have helpful tips on staying healthy, or organized, or fashionable. I haven’t done anything to inspire anyone or change anything or even always made the greatest choices in my own life. I worry if anyone even reads what I post, and then I worry why the ten people who do read it, read it. I struggle with posting anything but I long to write it all down in one place with pretty pictures to go along.
I think I blog because, even at 40 years old, I’m still figuring myself out. I think I blog because I’m hoping that I’m not the only one who, at 40 years old, is still trying to find that cozy spot that they fit right in to. I want to see the positive things in my life and hope that by focusing on them I’m not just ignoring reality but creating a better reality for myself and my family. I am very fortunate, I always have been, but I’m just now figuring that out. Weird how something can always be right in front of you but you just can’t see it until you open your eyes to its possibility.
All that being said, I’m going to keep blogging because I enjoy it. No one has to read it for it to mean something important to me and on the other hand no matter who reads it, it doesn’t change the validity of my thoughts or experiences. My enjoyment is enough of a reason for me. If you blog, what keeps you at it?

Spring has sprung here in North Pole Alaska and we had been enjoying all the sunshine and melting snow! Next up? Mud!  Gotta love it!