Did my journal get lost on the way to Oregon?

I used to be great at writing in my journal.  No matter what was going on in my life - at the end of the day I would write down every little detail.  I think I got this from my mom, who every single night will write down the happenings of her day - down to the time she woke up and the food she ate (Not only would she write all of this - but her printing was so small she could fit two lines in one). Everyday she would write........everyday I would write.

.....Then I moved to Portland......

..... and I stopped writing.......

I moved in January and the few times I have tried to write down this life changing experience, I can't do it. I pack up my car and drive to another state by myself with no job or true security, and I can't write?  

One reason for this drought (I think perhaps) is my daily devotionals that I send out each and every morning.  For about 60 lovely ladies, they get stuck hearing my journal....via e-mail. They get to hear about my stresses with work, or my fear of the unknown.  They have become my pen and paper - they are my notebook - which at times is a little scary, because when I write in my notebook, i'm the only one to read it.  Now I have dozens of women in different states on this journey with me, which has been a huge accountability and yet frightening all at the same time.

I keep a couple of my friends blogs on my toolbar - so anytime I look at a website, there they are.  These are amazing friends who are living incredible lives led by God - and I love to look at what is going on in their world.  They are an encouragement in my walk of faith - more than they probably know, which challenges me to put myself out there - hopefully that God would use my crazy life to encourage others.  Though my life is less than exciting at times, as a single Christian girl seeking God's will, life takes twists and turns that very rarely I can prepare myself for, and sometimes it comforts me to know that others have been there before.  I hope that by sharing my life with others, they can feel the comfort that I have felt - to know that it will all be alright, and we are not alone.