And truth be told, right now I really don’t care.
I have been feeling so conflicted about blogging, mostly because between dealing with my child’s mental illness, the death of my grandmother, my brother-in-law Lance’s hospitalization (which I have updated on Facebook), and then recently Will possibly having a seizure, it has all just been too much.
And, to be honest, Instagram is a much needed outlet that provides me instant gratification.
It’s funny because I remember back when Twitter first started and some of my blogging friends said that Twitter was responsible for “killing their blogs” because it was easier to just post a quick summary and move on and I remember not really getting it.
I enjoyed Twitter, but I’ve always been much more into telling a story using photos and Twitter didn’t make it very easy to do that… who wants to open another link to view a picture when the whole point of Twitter was speed??? No one, that’s who.
But, Instagram, this is right up my alley.
I can post a picture, tell a story, and move on.
And, frankly, when I only get a few minutes here and there where I am not feeling overwhelmed, it fits my schedule.
I’m not saying I won’t post on my blog,
I’m not saying I am done just yet,
but I am saying that right now
I am overwhelmed.
And I am totally taking advantage of my ability to “mini-blog”.