It seems to me that 2012 is ridiculously late to be starting a blog... Every 'new' blog I discover has years of archives, and even elementary school students have their own blogs now. I've often thought about starting one of my own, but I never have, because I like starting things from the beginning. I get so much satisfaction from completing something that if I miss the beginning, I'll often skip the whole thing.
If I realize I'm going to be late for an event, I might just stay in. It's hard to settle in and enjoy a movie if I've missed the first few minutes. And I admit to forgoing Lent more than once because it snuck up on me and I didn't have anything planned by the first day. So I can't just start up a blog about my kids one day when they're already 2 and 3.
But every time I read another mother's blog, I had this twinge of regret. I'd love to have an online scrapbook of our family's special moments. And every time, I'd think, "If I had just started one the last time I thought about this..."
Today, I'm putting aside my all-or-nothing mentality. Surely a wonderful book with a few missing pages is better than no book at all? I hate to think of all the memories I've missed out on because it seemed "too late" to start something. And this could be just the start. This Christmas, I could introduce something new and special and call it a tradition! Better late than never.
I wonder what is greater: the satisfaction of completing something fully, or the joy of jumping into something brand new, even if you may have missed the beginning?