Nobody is reading this. I don't care.

It has been a long time since I've posted on this page.  I've kept paying the relatively low cost for the domain name on the off chance I decided it would be worth starting up again so here I am.  More of a personal journal than a blog I guess.  You would think it was tucked away in a bedside drawer and not posted publicly on the World Wide Web with the number of views my posts have received.  That is partially why I quit writing I thing.  I felt it was pointless.  The second reason was time.  You know that excuse everyone uses to not do things that they start out doing.  Oh, I've just got to busy.  Work has been crazy.  I've got to do X, Y, and Z with the kids.  Television.  Well here I am again, pounding out another blog post....how long will I keep on it this time?  I don't fancy myself to be a great writer or anymore full of insight that the world must hear than anyone else but that shouldn't mean that what I have to say is any less important than anyone else out there.  I think we live in a world where we get so focused on results that we forget about content.  With technology these days we get focused on the whats on screen and feedback through the # of likes on a post and it becomes less about the individual.  How easy it is to hit like and move on?  Thanks to Facebook, I've wished more people happy birthday in the last few years than I did the first 30 years of my life.  Think back to your time on Facebook and tell me about the really memorable experiences you have had?  The posts that have really made an impact....I can't remember hardly any of it.  I know that in the moment I'm entertained then its on to the next.  Nothing holds your attention.  I think we also expect other people to be so interested in the things going on in our lives, when in reality the number of people that genuinely care about the day to day stuff that get's posted is pretty limited.  So this kind of brings me back to why I have started writing in this blog again.  It is for me.  It's about me.  Not in some egotistical sense that I have great things to say or wisdom to impart that just absolutely must be put into print, but that it is an outlet.  I feel there are things that need to be said about certain topics or experiences that I have that I need to put out there; even if nobody ever reads it.  I'm not a real vocal person in terms of discussing things outside of perhaps a close group of people I'm comfortable with and even then I often to get the opportunity to talk about certain things.  Writing it down is just a form of self expression I guess.  Is it a waste of time??? Maybe, I don't know.  Would I be better off watching TV or spending hours scrolling through Facebook or playing the latest game on my iPhone?  The thing with writing is it often makes me think about certain things on a deeper level sometimes or lead down different rabbit holes.  I think that in itself has value.  Facebook, TV, Video games....all those things can be good for maybe introducing you to an idea but, they are mostly other people's ideas.  Other people's ideas are great but we should build on those with our own thoughts and ideas.  Think also about those people who are really close to you....or someone that is close to you that you have lost.  What if you had a journal of that person's thoughts and experiences?  The memories are the greatest part of our relationships with people.  Our minds can fail and memories can fade and sometimes things remind us of things, it might be a photograph or a certain place or smell.  Sometimes the memories are faded and general.  If I could have a journal entry from my Dad and his life or things he experienced a long the way to read each day or week or whenever I wanted, how cool would that be?  Those of us with kids, how would you like to continue to teach and inspire them when you are gone?  Look at all the great quotes and wisdom we have from famous people who wrote books or journals or letters back when writing letters was cool.  All that stuff is important, well our close friends and family are important in the context of our own family lives and there are quotes and lessons learned there as well and they are no less important than the words of George Washington or JFK or Einstein or Plato or whomever.  Maybe nobody will read this.  Maybe one really important person will.