Twirling, Unsettled Thoughts

With the year two-thousand and eleven upon us, I suppose that, like me, many people are reflecting on the year two-thousand and ten, how wonderful it was, but at the same time they are looking forward to what is ahead.  I have been wishing that I had journaled more about my first semester at Simpson and documented wonderful moments with a camera to display for loved ones and for myself when I desire to look back on my teen years decades from now. However, I am constantly conflicted with this thought: I could start now with diligence in recording my life, but I am not sure how focused on this I sould be.  I feel like my time that I spend right now is already chalk full of events that occur, and I don't want to stop whatever I am in the middle of to blog or journal about it.  Thus, my tug-of-war has begun, because journaling does help me clear my thoughts.  Writing helps concepts in my brain to become organized and complete, and I am able to scribble things that could later encourage me. For example, in two-thousand and seven I wrote a letter to my future husband for fun. I found it a week ago when I was going through things in my room, and I read its contents.  While reading, I discovered many similarities and some changes in my world view over the past three years. So, I wrote another letter, and felt relieved to express my thoughts freely to someone by following the curvy trail of my muddled thoughts. It felt very good, and I realized that the fear that stopped me from writing was that I would consume too much time there and not focus on important things in life.  What a queer fear that is!
I suppose,my new year's resulution, in effect, is to write, scribble, draw and follow my thoughts and experiences without being fully distracted by journaling without getting in the way of spending time with Jesus, friends and school work. I know that although I won't be very consistant, I want and desire to keep up with this throughout the year. When two-thousand and eleven closes in three-hundred and sixty days or so, I believe I will not be hard on myself; instead I will be able to have tid-bits of the year to reflect on and remember the growth and changes that occur.
I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas, and has a wonderful New Year :] I love you dearly- thanks for reading!