I have so many times when I wish I would have taken the time to blog something when it was fresh on my mine. My grandfather kept a journal pretty much his whole life. I think that is pretty cool. It’s not always for others to love and appreciate your wit and intelligence, but sometimes just a nice way to reflect on your own life. It also gives the kids a way to see into the mind and life of a parent or grandparent.
…maybe I’ll do better.