I was going through a series of old blog posts and realized how nice it was to have regular ways to structure the passage of time. I probably should have thought of this earlier, especially since time has a unique bending quality over the past year. There are times when the forced isolation has reminded me of times in the past, when my children were young and I was single and stressed. And when I looked over my blog, I was reminded of those days as well. And how this space serves as a record for some of those memories. This is not the first time I have looked back at my blog and felt like I was doing myself a disservice by not keeping up this space, but it may be the time that I actually stick with keeping it up. I put a lot of pressure on myself that this should be a certain way and it was kind of refreshing to go back and realize that it can be whatever I need and want it to be. I started as a book blogger, and I probably won’t talk about books as often as I once did, but...