Blogging the day away (Update)

Once I would blog all day.  If I was not writing my post I would be thinking about what I wanted to write later. At times I would even blog in my sleep, waking with numerous ideas, thoughts, feelings that I was anxious to explore.

Lately, I do not have the time. My inner life is turned towards work, new organizations I am participating in, writing my book, making friends, walking in the park, and so much more.

Lecturing and presenting, I am able to express my theories and opinions about child development, teacher education, the state of the world, our nation, humanity, relationships, abilities, diversity, acceptance, compassion, families, therapy, grief and sorrow, death and living, age and loving. Even in the face of health threats I seem to be laughing more, singing in the car and humming as I go about the daily chores.

I wonder. Is this the introduction to the final chapter of my blog?

Update:

Facebook friends reply:

Elaine Frankonis:

Well, if so, I hope it’s a very very long chapter. But maybe you just need a little time off from the blogosphere. If so, please still hang around here so we can continue our scrabulous relationship.

Madame Levy:

no.

Dean Landsman:

It was a dark and bloggy night . . .

Frank Paynter:

I sure hope not. This is a playground. Web publishing is the society that contains the playground.

Winston Rand:

Not on the hair of my chinny-chin-chin. The final chapter of your blog is many years away.

Tom Shugart:

I ask myself the same question and the answer I get is "don’t know." But the evidence keeps mounting that this might be the swan song — and Frank will probably carry the fight against it–as he should.