cameraless blogging

I wish I was good at blogging. I wish I was good at picture taking.

If I were good at blogging I would have recorded taking my daugher to tswift for her birthday or her actual 13th birthday.

If I were good at blogging I would have all kinds of wonderful summerfilled stories of sunkissed children, pool time, an amazing camp experience, the craziness of vacation right after said camp.

If I were good at taking pictures, I would have documented all of these events into smily faces on the screen reenforcing how blessed my life is.

If I were good at taking pictures, I would stare in amazement how my little girl looks more and more like a woman everyday. How long it takes for my son to grow grownup teeth.

Sigh.

I am not good at blogging or picture taking. I commit it to the Lord. I want to be because each day brings a new season and a reason for me to want to remember the past one. Mostly because of my ever depleting memory and my ever growing children.