So it seems, whether I like it or not, that a few months have to go by before I can justify sitting still for a few minutes to write down my thoughts on this blog. It is certainly not for lack of “material” swimming around in my head, I can assure you of that. I believe the main reason, valid or not, is the lingering question in the back of my mind…is this worth remembering?
We have good days and bad days, just like every other person and family out there. I can’t bring myself to document each hiccup or victory. It feels as though there must be some overarching theme or message to share before the writing begins. Unfortunately, this hinders my ability to record the everyday, what I frequently perceive as the mundane.
I have discovered that this is somewhat flawed logic. Without someway to compare yesterday to today (and I certainly cannot rely on my memory alone anymore), how do I know we have made progress? Photographs can be a measuring stick on appearance, clothes provide evidence of physical growth, but what about all the other stuff??
At a family cookout last weekend my father-in-law asked me when Kimberly’s speech had begun to improve so much? Apparently she had uttered a few phrases that he overheard earlier in the day and they were much more intelligible than he expected. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer. I have not noticed any marked differences recently myself. Sometimes it takes someone outside of the “inner circle” to notice things that are right under your nose.
We have made improvements in many areas, speech included, but sometimes the painfully slow pace can overshadow the big picture. The other night we watched some family videos of our cross-country trip last year. June 1 will be exactly one year since the girls and I flew to Colorado to meet dada and the camper. Hard to believe.
I was a little startled at how much younger the girls seemed in the video. Especially Kimberly. I think we should record videos and write things down more often. Clearly, relying on memory alone does not accurately depict our reality. We’ve come a long way, baby…