I guess I started this blog to share my photos and a few tales from our little ranch. Showing the lives of little donkeys, chickens, dogs and horses is so light hearted and fun. I always enjoy the farm and animal stories of other bloggers. I also love reading blogs where people tell a little more about their own life stories, the joy and deep thoughts they have. I have considered writing more about some of mine, but the ones that I think about are from the previous chapter in my life, and involve others who are grown and living their lives out in the world. Telling their life stories through mine could be an intrusion. And so maybe writing life stories and calling them fiction would make sense. Or would recalling those times end up bringing on too many memories better left alone? That is what I think.
For example, they might include a stepson who drained the trust accounts of younger siblings for his own selfish purposes. They could include irresponsible, arrogant actions of that same someone that led to a chain of events resulting in the tragic death of a young man, his own brother....at least in some opinions. That young man had been a Marine and returned so very broken. Such life stories might include a first time mom raising two needy stepchildren, both with diagnoses that make the days much more difficult than she would like. She tried so hard to make a difference in their lives, to teach them things they would need to know in order to live as productive adults. She took on more than she could handle at times, having made the choice to leave her career and let her husband work the long stressful hours to support the family. She wondered about her future, not realizing that in ten years time, that family would be gone.
And she would begin a new chapter in her life, and paint it on a canvas through a blog.
Remember the joy, leave the past where it belongs. I think it's a good choice.
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