Merry Christmas and a blog holiday

I’m going to take a little blog holiday. No matter how good a thing is, one still needs the occasional holiday. And I feel like this blog has been on a slow and steady decline from anything near what was ever “good” for some time. A feeling perhaps generated from discovering some old posts, in which I was all earnest and reflective and melancholy, before I became all flippant and frivolous and drivelling. I’m all for a little “don’t-take-yourself-so-seriously” in this life, but where has the substance gone?

So, in the spirit of the approach of a new year, I got to being a little reflective, and maybe melancholy, and realised a few things:

• I never (or hardly ever) write about the work that I do all day everyday;

• I don’t write too much about my personal life (because that could be regrettable), and the things that have most preoccupied me and caused me angst this past year have been things that I couldn’t/didn’t want to blog about, which makes the blog feel sometimes a little like my pretend happy face, and that bugs me! - but perhaps there is a place for that, and with Amy over here (whose blog is one of my favourites) I am not too much into “bleeding in the internet in some warped effort of being "authentic"”  (I’m into authenticity in real life, with some, but I do think there ought to be limits in the internet);

• I try not to write about other people – shame really, as that is what actually makes life interesting …;

• I don’t consider this blog “ministry”, you’ll all be very pleased to know (except within the sphere in which you might put all of life into that category – if the culinary arts are held to also feed the soul, then why not crochet?);

• A while back I made the effort to reduce blogging on weeknights at home, to leave them for other things, and only do it mainly at lunch-time at work (or other down times), which has altered the content somewhat and I started posting things that once wouldn’t have made it through the filter.

So all of that means that what’s in my life that generates blogging, and the time I give it, probably doesn’t lend itself to aiming to be too regular (with any expectation of “good”-ness) and I feel like I am forgetting what it's for and actually going out to welcome the great “Nothing” of the Neverending Blog Story.

But you know me, that’s been said before. So, who knows, blogs are a fluid thing, but I might come back next year with something more like “less is more”.

In the mean time, Merry Christmas and thanks for reading! Hope you all have a joyful and blessed one.

(And I might just update in the comments on that previous post what is happening with my sister for those of you who’d like to know. I currently have a flight booked to Brisbane for next Thursday evening, but now might be going to Melbourne to potentially do Christmas in the hospital, depending on the confirmation of surgery dates etc.)