moving on from 'Dear Diary' beginnings...

I've started packing as I get ready to move onto another sojourn in the journey of life. I chanced upon several diaries that have been home to my thoughts, emotions and roller coaster moments and sat down to read. Years and thoughts changed as I flipped through page after page, so did emotions. Entries ranged from crushes to hopeless romances...patterns changed from the tiny pink lock and key diary, to the classier silver and turquoise beads.

One thing wove it all together... the phrase, "My Dear Diary" :) there was something about the phrase that made it all ok. I could pour my heart out without fear of being judged or having to think about who's gonna know this happened, how fast is the rumor mill gonna churn stuff out? and yet, after pouring my heart out, and in some cases, tears that left ink smudges that seem as fresh as ever, there was a sense of closure. A feeling that my secrets were still intact, but I had somehow worked through them to emerge strong. And the beauty of the whole experience was that no one else knew. Who they saw was who they got. Nothing more, nothing less. No one would know! but My Dear Diary:)

The thought of privacy and the experience kept me far far away from the world of live journals and blogs. Why would I want to open myself up to the world? why put down that wall? Something inside of me changed today and I don't know what. I can't pinpoint it. But whatever it is, was like an inner voice telling me it was ok to let the world in. And if it didn't work out the way I expected it to, My Dear Diary would still be here waiting to feel the touch of fresh ink again, with not even the slightest of accusations that I left her aside as technology moved forward.

So here I am, slowly opening the door that leads within. Slightly cautious, slightly apprehensive, but ready to add another experience to my repertoir. Another Sojourn on this journey of life!