I have been told my entire life “You should be a writer”. Having always found it silly that any kind of authorized entity is required to validate that a human being “IS” one thing or another, I have decided to start answering people who tell me what I should be with “I am”. I AM a writer. I am also a breather, a digest-er, a feeler, a thinker, an organizer, an enabler, a reader yada yada infinity.
Creating a blog is the result of wanting to put all of my thoughts in one place in some kind of organized way that works for me and my personality. I LOATHE writing anything by hand, and can type almost (emphasis on ALMOST) as fast as I think or talk, so keyboarding my insights was a given. Also, this is something that I wanted to do for my children, and knowing that this medium can be public will probably make me re-think and edit my comments in a more appropriate manner. In other words, I have deep feelings and emotions that are valid and important to me, but that doesn’t mean that they are automatically productive or nurturing to my loved ones. I think it is better to scrawl my darker and more personal moments in a journal somewhere where I can either burn it later if I mature past them, or hope they are never found by those who might be disappointed or harmed by the things I think and feel when despair rules my heart instead of optimism. I want this forum to be a place where I share my insights and hard learned lessons-not a place where I brag about my scars or bravery.
Also, there are many good and amazing people in my life that I may choose to share my blog with along the way, and just being able to link them to this place is delightfully efficient. I have not decided whether I will welcome comments or discussion or not yet…some decisions can wait. For now, I just want to start pulling boxes out of the dusty corners of my head and emptying them here to take inventory first. Changes will happen as we go along. Those who are invited to read what I post here will probably find that common themes, pet peeves and passions become brightly illuminated, and pick and choose to read what suits their interests and tastes the best.
So, I’m a blogger. Woohoo!
