I have been a bit superficial lately, what with dancing and general silliness and all. I know. Sometimes, digging into the emotional recesses of oneself can… well… can be not so much fun. I abhor conflict and find that I dodge stress like a pro-dodgeball playa. I think I may have been blog-living this credo: “If I don’t write it, I don’t have to deal with the crap.” *Ahem* Avoidance therapy, anyone? Apparently, avoidance ain’t no free ticket outta “Gotta Deal With It Land”.
Take for example, religion… I am a Christian. Did you know that? How far do I go into my relationship with God before this social platform blows up in my face… I’ve read comments on other blogs, and my physical heart doesn’t not take too kindly to what some people think is OK to say.
How about politics? I know I will be sitting in the nosebleed section of this arena when it comes to my blog home. “Oh Great - 2008″. Ugh. I will tell you this - not only am I a Christian, I am a Republican. I know - summa ya’lls skin is crawling. You don’t have to tell me that though :)
Death and Life. There have been significant losses in this last year, and I just can’t seem to get it out right here. I think it bothers some who know about these losses… How can she be so silly? How can she be so light-hearted?
I don’t know how to answer that. I am a SAHM with 3 young children… life and pressure and expectations abound… demands pull at me nearly minute by minute - however small, they are constant. CONSTANT. Laughter and light-heartedness are hard to come by if I don’t create it… make space and shove it in.
Where on earth am I going with this? I have no idea. I hesitate to get religious because of the controversy. I hesitate to get political for the same reason. I hesitate to write my grocery list because I don’t even want to look at that boring compilation of letters. Do ya’ll REALLY want to read about our doctors visit, and how many minutes it took to get from “Point A” to “Point B”, and how my hair got flat in the drizzle, and how I changed a diaper at 2 p.m.? That’s why the internet created Twitter…
It has come to my attention that certain reader circles want more… some want less… some want different. It has come to my attention I have let myself stay under the covers and it seems some of me has changed. Actually, I believe the focus for this blog has changed, and I hope it always will. It’s organic that way. It is about life. It (this blog) ages as I age, as my children age… Changes just like the seasons… except I’m pretty sure my blog changes won’t fit in perfect 3 month cycles. Maybe more like 28 day cycles… haha… humor…
For me, the beauty of blogging is the process. Redefining. Reshaping. Discovering… one’s style, one’s passions, one’s fears, one’s insecurities, one’s strengths. In this process we get to meet others who can encourage, and hopefully we get to be the ones TO encourage. We grow - and watch others grow. I am growing. I am changing. I want to hold back, but maybe I need to let go…
Gah. I’m too tired for this.
Girl, this is YOUR blog, and you write about what YOU want! You’re not writing to please others, you’re writing for yourself. Make it what you want - leave out what you want (I’m all for hiding in LaLa Land until Reality goes away!). I’ll still be here reading - I’m so glad I found your blog! You and I have a lot in common - but I think you are cooler.
You sure you’re a republican? Surely, sure? Me I’m not so sure you are, usually I: a-am completely ignorant of others political positions, b-do not like the repubs, democraps (oops) or any ‘wingers’, c-like being blissfully unaware, d-am getting soft in me old age, or e-all of the above. Alas another lesson for me. But my motto is the day I do not learn anything is the day I die.
On the other hand, I love ya Jenny! You’re the best and a lesson I am willing to learn because it’s bound to be a good one! In all you make us smile and we luv ya for it!
I’m with Bubba’s Sis. You da author, you da man. Or mommy as the case might be. If people are complaining, tell ‘em to shut it. That’s what I do with the kids and it worked until Missy told her teacher to “Shut it.” Yeah.
I’m the “amen” corner of this here service! I’m a “reality runaway” beauty and the Queen of sweeping things under the rug. Can we all say, Coping Mechanism? Your blog = You can do whatever the hey-hoo you wanna do. I’ll still be reading…
You have every right to grow, and we’ll grow with you. The best is always yet to come right?
The best part about blogging is there is no editor…you are in charge.