I realize that I'm the only person checking it and I'm ok with that. It feels therapeutic to "share my life." I've found myself so frustrated and very much disillusioned with Facebook and Instagram. Maybe frustrated because I don't feel like I'm getting as many likes as I think my post deserves. It's silly to be looking for worth in a world that I've spent too much time just faking a picture for. My life isn't perfect or easy but it's also not terrible or overly hard. It's quiet but busy, loving but overwhelming. How do you share that? How do you find beauty when more often you see the burdens as bigger? Now more than ever I want to stop and experience those simple moments that cause happiness or even sadness. I want to live lovingly and not behind a facade.
I guess all in all, I want to celebrate the little things but don't want to post them on social media and seek the love and affirmation of others. This space is created for me. For me to look back and see how beautiful this life I live is.
I begin to name again.
1. New books.
I started Little Men today and I'm already smitten.
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