Several people have mentioned the lack of blog traffic lately. Jesse thought it was sad that only her mother commented on her blog, but said she doesn’t mind. If you do happen to go by her blog, be sure and check out her videos posted last week. Buck blamed it on lack of interest in his hockey posts. For lack of traffic on my blog, I blame it on lack of interesting material. My blog has turned into a GGs Journal and sometimes art post – not everyone is interested in my grand kids like I am. It could be that after four years of blogging, I just have nothing left to say. Maybe summer and warmer weather makes people want to do something besides sit in front of their computer. Stories often roll around in my head, and I think, "I should blog that." Somewhere between my brain and my fingers on the keys of the computer, the thoughts get lost. It happens with my art too. Possibly it is an age thang, but I am a believer that change is good. Seasons come and go. My season is rather dull right now, and that is okay. Some day we will start building our house. Some day Jesse will have a beau. Some day I will have grandsons. Some day I will travel again. Some day I will paint something amazing. When those days come, I will share stories and photos and paintings. Until then, bear with me.
Last weekend not only did we camp out, but we also helped a church family move to a new house. Ashley’s family moved from their home in the country to a house that they had remodeled in town. So many people from our church turned out to help that there were almost too many helpers. There is a lot of love in our fellowship.
We also went to WF and had supper with my mom. She seemed to be doing fine and is busy with her friends. We may go to the Chapman family reunion next week. Mom has aunts who are in their 90’s. She thinks this may be the last reunion since the aunts are so old. Once they are gone, there may not be anyone to keep the reunions going. It is the way of things. It is another one of those changes of season. As old family reunions die, new family reunions will pop up - if it is important to people.
Sometimes I don’t really like the changes that come with getting older, but there is no point in whining. Change will happen. I may mourn the old, but I want to experience the new. No change is good too, but it does make for duller blogs.