Hello world! I’m Alice, born on the day the seventh month dies, daughter,sister,aunt,friend,lover,wife,mother,preschool teacher and now…blogger.

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I had written off writing on my diary after college.  I was having so much fun living my adult life that deliberately making time to write down my experiences was just too much of an effort to do.  I whisked through these years of my life like a rocket eager to encounter new frontiers so that even my greatest love, reading books, has been cast aside like an old toy.  I was engulfed in the moment and before I knew it life happened…marriage, work, and kids.

 

 In the midst of this I came across photos of myself revealing different milestones in my life.  The pictures were proof that those years existed yet somehow they seem intangible just looking at them.  I wondered why I couldn’t summon back memories from it until one day I had a chance encounter with my long lost diary and lo and behold, I literally saw the movie of my life!  I had written down every experience, every event, every dream, every drama in intricate detail that it was as if in reading it I was transported back to that very moment and I was able to feel with such clarity every emotion that was released from my body.  It felt surreal yet oddly very real.   I found myself in a state of such a wondrous joy to be able to relive those awesome moments through the words in my diary.   

 

But then this thrill eluded me once more because the demands of real life settled in and I am left only with a yearning for this feeling.  Then I came across a blogging site and from day one I was hooked like bee to honey.  My fingers quivered excitedly as it formed the words my eyes saw, my ears heard, my hands felt, my nose smelled, my lips tasted and my heart perceived.  Life once again stirred within my entrails as if brought back from a deep slumber.   I began to look forward to every free time I could manage so I can sit down and write on my new diary…the blog.

Could I ever go back to an existence without a witness?  Should I once again allow my experiences to fade away, undocumented?  Should I cast aside this act that makes vivid snapshots of my memories?   Tell me how could one who has seen the glory of the light ever go back to the gloom of the shadows?  Ah dear blog, you are indeed my muse and I am your disciple forever!