Written in August of 2005. Originally posted here.

Some blog for fortune, others for fame or friendship. I blog to battle forgetfulness. Each day goes by so quickly. Each day drags on forever. Time is such a slippery subject. Like the steam rising from my coffee mug. Will I treasure the contents? Will I be warmed by friendship? Comforted by a companion? Or will I hastily take it in gulps, just trying to get through another day? Will I get burnt? Or misplace my cup, as I often do, finding it later when the cup is cold and the milk is sour?

Time.

Tomorrow melts into yesterday and soon my children will be grown. Sarah is almost a teenager… She’s turning three soon. I know that the next ten years will go by too quickly. Time speeds up exponentially when children are involved.

So I blog. Not because any of you are interested in my day. Or my children. Or my obscure interests in coffee, politics, religion, philosophy or technology. I blog so that I will remember who I was today.

And as I pause to write, perhaps I’ll slow down for a moment and treasure my children, my friends, my day. I’ll watch the steam rise from my mug and let them warm my soul.