You gotta start somewhere…

So. We go places. Or I create something. Or Pepper is just so cute. Or Rosie and Maggie are just beyond adorable! 😍😍😍


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But. I don’t post about it on Instagram or fb. Because if I posted something, then there’s the issue of all the suuuuuper important things that have happened that I didn’t post about. (Same problem with journal writing through the years: need to write about <____ > first and then I’ll write about today. Thus, a major fall apart in my record keeping world because I don’t have time to write  about the past. 🤔 


It’s not that I’m anti-share. Heck, if anything, I overshare. 🤪 Go ahead. Just ask me about our grandkids!! 💕💕💕💕💕💕


https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1nlwuBcJaIcdBSgZ7UaqJs8I4oVaWPw9Z


Thus, I’m going to start a blog. It can be the perfect place to journal with pictures just for us to look back on. And perhaps, if you’d like to follow along, I’d love to share about our life with my close peeps. ❤️


https://drive.google.com/uc?export=view&id=1-75BF5QePaLrqBNzv1J6LL6q4P8DlN5-


Time for a disclaimer: Last fall we had an epic opportunity to travel the west coast, starting in Washington and making our way down to the end of California. Just Farrell, me and our little dog Pepper, pulling a rented RV. So. Much. Fun. And… I was going to start one then. But didn’t. So this may be a one and done. But! At least I have good intentions!! 


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  1. HeidiJuly 23, 2023 at 10:40 AM

    You captured journaling thoughts of mine! I missed so many important events while our kids were growing up simply because I got overwhelmed with everything I missed. Photos became my journal.

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