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Now that I'm married, tons of awesome things have happened! I can't even begin to list them all! And my natural reaction is to share them all with the world, because hey, why not! One of the biggest causes of my happiness is the gospel and my faith in Jesus Christ. Ever since being married, it's increased so much I can't even contain it and I want to share it with the world!

But, I'm also married. Which means that as part of a team, my actions affect more than just me. They affect Sammy too. And the last thing I'd ever want to do is cause him pain. But, there's been something I've struggled with. When he has asked me to keep certain aspects and events of his life off the blog, I freeze. I think, hey these are part of my life too! These are happy things, and awesome things. My blogger friends have been following us on our life journey for almost three years now, and I owe it to them to share and keep them informed.

It sounds kind of silly, but I've really struggled.

And I've realized, I DON'T owe it to the world to share every detail of our lives. I won't forget something just because it isn't forever cemented in the words of the internet. My happiness will not be reduced because my blogger friends don't know that this awesome thing has happened. For awhile now, I've noticed when I do things, I do them with the perspective of the blog in mind. How can I turn this into a blog post? How can I frame this just right? Oh, I'll stage a picture because aren't you supposed to have pictures on blogs?

Blogging is great! I love it. It's such an uplifting part of my life and one I enjoy. I love documenting my life in such a pleasing format to me. I love getting the kind love notes every once in awhile that mean so much to me and make me smile. I love finding out about all of your lives and having a way to keep up!
But, blogging isn't worth hurting my marriage. It isn't worth fighting over, or causing stress. My husband has to come first, otherwise how in the heck are we going to make it through this crazy world?!

I'm not saying I'm leaving the blogging world. I'm not going to stop being honest, and weird, and sharing my take on things that I feel like need to be talked about. Actually, I'm probably going to be doing that more so! But, there are things going on that just aren't going to make it to the blog. Things that are happy, have brought us so much joy, and are bringing us one more step closer to eternity. Those events don't just solely belong to me and this blog isn't the right format for them to be shared. My journal, or personal conversations are.

That's all. I shall get back to regular blogging on Monday!

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  1. NikoleAugust 1, 2014 at 6:08 PM

    Good for you! It was this internal struggle that caused me to seriously think about why I'm blogging. :) After that, I quit looking at my follower count, quit apologizing for not blogging in weeks or months, quit stressing over how I can turn everything I do into a blog post, and it is so freeing. <3

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  2. Bailey KayAugust 3, 2014 at 2:55 PM

    I hope I didn't cause any trouble by asking that question! You definitely don't "owe" blog-world stories of your life. You can share as much or as little as you and Sammy want. I totally get the privacy thing though-- THP is SUPER private about being on the Internet...it almost makes me glad things didn't work out because I wouldn't be able to share about it if it did!

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