Seattle to Mozambique

I’ve realized something about this blog. I only want to write in it when I’m happy. It is completely opposite of my sad attempts to write a diary. I keep trying but really only write in it when I’m horribly upset or depressed and who wants to keep a record of that. But thinking about it now, I’ve been more prolific with this blog than I ever was with a diary. I guess that means that I’m mostly happy. What a lovely revelation. I think I’ll put that in my diary “I’m mostly happy” and leave it at that. It won’t be much of a interesting read for my kids or someone who stumbles upon it but it will be accurate.