Here I am, 3:20AM and I am wide awake. It isn't uncommon for me, but it is frustrating. I read until 2AM, then tried to tire myself by watching some boring middle of the night television. Figuring I would accomplish sleep by watching something like Murder She Wrote, I was clicking on the "up channel" button when I happened upon Book TV.

From the 11th annual National Book Festival on the National Mall in Washington, DC, historian David McCullough was presenting his book, The Greater Journey: Americans in Paris. McCullough became a favorite of mine when I read both John  Adams and 1776. As wonderful as his writing is, Mr McCullough himself is the fascination for me. Listening to him speak on why he wrote the book, and why he felt the need to write it was inspiring. I will be buying the book this week.
One of the things he spoke on in this interview was his views on the importance of the written word. He challenged each one in the audience to start a diary; to keep a record  of daily events, no matter how mundane is important more than ever because no one ever does it anymore. He spoke of the diaries and letters written by both John and Abigail Adams. He said they both wrote beautifully and left such incredible documentation of our country's history.  He laughed when he said no President would dare to leave a diary in today's world....they would be scared to death  to document their days in office! How true, how true.
But by encouraging us to start a diary, he was trying to impress upon us the fact that no one keeps a diary today, and that is so sad for tomorrow's generation. Their lessons will be learned from what is in the press, from newscasts. We know for a fact that is certainly not an accurate source!
When the program ended, I turned off the television and tried to fall asleep....but, here I am at 3:50...wheels are still turning. So I started thinking about my blog. It is sort of a diary....nothing that will ever contain anything for the history books,  but if it survives out there in space for years to come like they say it will, maybe my grandchildren, great grandchildren will get to know their Mimi even though I will be long gone. I think that would be cool!  I also think maybe I need to watch my spelling, edit my thoughts; I don't want my future generations to doubt my intelligence.
Thanks to David McCullough for giving me a swift kick in the pants!