What am I doing?

I never thought I'd start a blog because I don't think I'm all that interesting. But really, the blogs I read aren't necessarily interesting. They're just everyday average people, each living this messy thrilling life in some corner of the world, and you know what? They are inspiring. The ways that people find joy (however small), face challenges (however big), and live the mundane day-to-day — that is inspiring.

So I have decided to share my life's moments — all the delights and all the messes. I think about the lives of my parents and my grandparents and all the stories they have shared about falling in love; being young, married, broke, and crazy; about having kids and growing older and all the filling in between. I wish I could read about it. I wish I could get inside their heads and find out more about my family, and more about why I am who I am. So maybe this is for my future kids and grandkids. So they will know that silly grandma beckyjo used to be young, with smooth skin and an enormous smile, and a desire to live life fully as God intended. Maybe it's for my family who is far away. When you don't talk everyday, sometimes conversations are just the "updates" — work is good, this house project is coming along, the dogs are great, etc., etc. Maybe this way they'll get to see all my favorite moments, which tend to be the ones not worth mentioning in a phone call ("I made the most amazing quesadilla for dinner!" is not necessarily stimulating conversation, but was, however, the most recent delight of my day). And then again, maybe this is just for me. Maybe it's because when I am in the middle of delight, I forget that I need to give and pray and love sacrificially. And because when I am in the middle of sorrow, I forget that I know what joy feels like and that it's not going to hide forever.

So for whatever reason, here it is. My blog. Wish me luck. And thank you, dear Whitney, for encouraging me to write. I love you!