The path ...

There is perhaps no single reason to commit the words of our journey to cyberspace. There may not even be words to succinctly explain any reasons why I begin to write here.
At first, I thought I would write because it is what I do to clarify my thoughts: my therapy. I have a lovely journal created just for me to do that in, and I sometimes do. So why here? I need a mission statement.
The urgency remained -- "write! blog!" the voices in my head (heart?) compelled. I examined what I wanted to gain from the experience and prolonged the actual writing. No illusions of altruism permitted! I want something from it- what is it?
I want Elle to join me here. I want her thoughts. She is her grandmother's primary caregiver and there is no journey to be chronicled without her input. Okay, so I want to know what she's thinking, not just guess -- reason 2.
I want the rest of our family to truly understand the journey Elle, H, most importantly Nana, and I are on.
Nana has a family who truly care about her from their distance. But just as I would have done in their situation, they've taken advantage of the physical distance to create an emotional one. While I harbor no resentment regarding that, I'm going to use this opportunity to limit it. Reason 3.
I'm stopping there and forging ahead to the blogging. Three reasons are enough to stop procrastinating and start telling the story.