I woke up some time ago and was unable to fall back asleep. As I lay there, as silly as it sounds, Great Follies was floating through my mind. I have been on the fence for the last several months about whether or not to continue blogging, and I realized tonight that perhaps I was basing that decision on the wrong things. I thought I could let it slip away and not think too much about it. But sitting here at almost 1am, reading through old posts, watching my beautiful children grow up over the years, I realize just how wrong I was. Truth is, this little site is like my scrapbook, and it is very special to me.
I started Great Follies five years ago this month, right after we moved to Great Falls, Montana. If you had asked me then, I probably would have said that we would stay there forever, find a little house, settle in for the long haul. I never in a million years would have imagined what lay in store for us. And here is the thing: our journey is far from over. I have no idea where we are going to end up, or when or how. All I know is that anything can happen, and we are ready for whatever comes our way.
I also know that if I do not continue to share little stories and pictures, then so many of the details will be lost along the way. I need those details. I need to be able to pour over the story of our lives. I need to remember the little moments that might otherwise be forgotten.
It may take me a while to get caught up, but at least now I will be able to do so. Great Follies is back up and running…