New Year, new writing.

When I first downloaded it in 2010, I had no idea how much Instagram would change my life. At the risk of sounding cheesy, it is probably the most influential social media platform of my generation. While Twitter is and will always be my favorite, Instagram has replaced the family camera and the photo books. It’s become a gathering place for moms, creatives, and people looking for inspiration and sense of connectedness on the vast expanse that is the world wide web.

Instagram didn’t replace my blog. Writing on a blog less and less as the years progressed was an intentional choice. I simply could not keep up with life at a healthy pace during some seasons, and writing regularly on my blog was an easy thing to let go. I was content to pick up new thoughts and ideas on Twitter, and lay them down to rest on Instagram – along with a keepsake photo to reflect on for the rest of my life.

Instagram didn’t replace my blog. But Instagram just isn’t enough for 2016. I want this year to be the one where I return to this blog on a regular basis. I want this year to be the one where I place those long captions on this space, instead of Instagram. I want this year to be the one where I allow those inspiring photographs to move me to write, to expound, to express in a more formal format. I want this year to be the one where I make room for that and the expense of spending time in other corners of the Internet.

I’m not entirely sure what that looks like. Maybe I’ll coordinate my photos on Instagram with the posts here, like I’ve done today. Maybe I’ll try to post on Instagram even more intentionally than I do now, maybe only when I have thoughts organized enough for this space. I’m not sure.

But I do know that I gave a lot of the stuff to the Lord in December and asked him what he wanted to do with it. And I do know that he brought me back here. And after nearly thirteen years of writing online, I’m only all too happy to obey the Spirit’s leading.