Blogging Everyday

Blogging everyday is hard for me. It's not that I don't have any ideas, but I am just afraid my content will become stale. The other reason is I do not want to burn myself out. This is why I limit my posts to 3 times a week. I feel like it keeps my posts fresh and gives me time to breathe. September is a month that has always been good to me. It always brings good things, so I have decided to flex my blogging muscles and blog every weekday this month. I came across this great September Challenge and decided I needed to get on board. I may not use the writing prompts everyday, but some of them are really neat and can lead to some great posts. Here's to blogging everyday in September! Wish me luck!

Today's prompt is: What is your earliest memory?

This is such a great questions because now that all the kids are going back to school, I have been feeling very nostalgic. I have been thinking back to my first day of pre-school. It is one of my earliest memories because I remember how excited and how scared I was to be away from my parents. It was only for a few hours, but my mom was a house wife so I had never been to a daycare or babysitter up until that day. I remember climbing the steps to the bus and waving to my mom. She smiled and waved back. I felt safe. Her smile always made me know everything was going to be okay.

I rode all the way to school next to a girl, who I believe her name was Amanda. She talked the entire ride. I remember feeling shy and not sure if I should talk as well. When I got to school we were lead to our class rooms. I was so scared until I walked into the room. It was a huge space with lots of built in playgrounds. There were trees and monkeys and lots of bridges to run across. There were nets and ropes to hang on. I was in kid heaven. My mind instantly switched from scare to excited. I enjoyed my first day of pre-school. I didn't want to go home.

I rode back home next to Amanda. She again talked the whole way home. I saw my mom waiting for me as the bus inched towards our house. She was still smiling, just as she had when I left. I ran to her and gave her the biggest hug, thanking her for sending me away. She laughed at my wording. I still laugh today when I think about that moment. 

It's those little things that bring us back to the innocence of being a child. As we grew through the school years, we didn't still see it as magical and fun. It was work and stress. If we could only go back to those magical times and remember to still laugh, and enjoy the little things.

Do you remember your first day of school?


  1. Wow! My first memories are really fuzzy - certainly not enough detail to post about. I think my earliest one is my dad burying a bird that our dog caught and killed. Oh! And once I woke up at night and saw our neighbors returning home. For whatever reason I decided it would be a good idea to open my bedroom window so I could wave at my friend "Other Jenny." Alarms went off, my parents burst into the room looking super concerned, and I started crying because I thought I broke something somehow. Lol! I guess the concept of home safety was beyond me at that point.

    1. Oh and good luck with your September challenge! I couldn't do it, that's for sure.