fast goodbye, speedlight return

There is this old cheesy saying, "If you love something set it free, if it comes back its yours, if not..it was never meant to be" When I quit my blog, in my mind and in my heart, that was it. Done-zo. I never imagined I would miss it, let alone still read over 150 blogs a week. It was, and is still, a very big part of my life. To some of you, I left without much explanation, and I don't feel that I need to go into personal detail about my decision to leave my blog, but hear me out pretty ones..

After emails upon emails and letters from you lovely readers, asking me to 'come back' or 'do one last post' it began to strike a cord. I would be lying if I said that after a week of being away I wasn't already missing everything about blogging. Believe me, I was. But I knew that when I quit my blog it was because I needed to be in a place where I was OKAY with walking away from it all and giving it up. I needed to know that there was more in my life than just taking pictures and posting them on the internet. I needed new hobbies. I needed to explore new things. I needed to find life in other places. I did. I started reading again, skateboarding again, eating ice cream (whaaat?!) but in spite of new things I missed Postcards From. I cant tell you how many times I wrote fellow blog friends emails just asking them how they were. I miss you all. I really have been wondering how you all are.

I spent this past weekend in Vancouver with my Dad. Relaxing, having fun, eating delicious food, and laughing my face off. He brought up my blog probably about 25 times or more on our trip. Every person he talked to "my daughter has a blog.." "Have you ever seen Katy's blog?!" and through my nagging, kicking, and slapping him on the back with cheeks as red as cherries, I could see his tactic. He didn't want me to give up. "You cant just quit your blog Katy.." became his favourite saying of the weekend it seemed. "But Dad I..." "No Katy, you are GOOD at it. Its what you love doing" he was right! I had no more excuses. My blog is something that I love doing. I love writing. I love inspiring. I love taking photos in the blistering cold or sweltering heat. My blog isn't my life...and it never will be my whole entire life, but it will be a part of my life. So call me crazy, say "I knew you couldn't stay away", I don't mind because I am crazy (Do you know Kate Morrison at all?!) but at the end of the day I'd rather be crazy with Postcards than crazy without it.