Friday, July 6, 2012

This is me...being scattered.

I had a bunch of thoughts all day today about things I wanted to blog about, and you know if I don't write something down, I don't remember it.  So yeah...what were those things?  Ummmm...first of all, if you have sent me a message, either emailed or inboxed on facebook, I AM NOT IGNORING YOU!  I will reply to every one.  I promise.  I just haven't had time to even breathe, ya know?  It will be better when I get all these boxes put somewhere and get an adequate amount of sleep.  (Right?)

Next, I wanted to talk about blogging.  Why I blog.  Some may wonder, in fact, I know some do wonder, because they have told me so, why I chose to share my life and my thoughts and bare my soul for anyone and everyone to read...why would I choose to publicly do that?  While I'm not sure that I can put my finger on it, really, I'll give it a go.  First of all, it's theraputic to me to write and get it all off my chest, "out there" rather than "in here".  I don't write for attention.  That being said, part of what I do like is the comments, questions, and statements that I recieve from my readers.  They make me think, and they make me know that I am not alone; that someone else out there understands, to some degree, what it is I'm trying to say...they can read between what I say to get to what I mean, and they understand.  It's really good to not feel alone.  (That's worthy of being said twice..yes, I knew I was repeating myself.)  People that love me and care about me can keep up with me through my blog.  That may sound egotistical and for that, I am regretful, for that is in no way what I mean.  The other part of that sentence, or reason, is that if they read my blog and keep up with me, then they know how to pray for me, and that is comforting...knowing there are people both near and far, both friends and "strangers" who participate in the good thought vibes and prayers.  Last, but most certainly not least on my list is because maybe, just maybe, my blog reaches someone who needs to hear what I have to say, or needs to know that they are not alone, either.  Maybe it just makes someone think of *one* "at least" statement...even the things that seems the most minute, like that one statement, could affect how many people?  The number would be almost impossible to calculate, all things considered.  I'm a helper, a do-er, and care-er and a compassionate person...I'm nice, I'm thoughtful, I want to believe the best of someone, to help them along their way somehow.  Maybe it's a smile, maybe it's a word, or a sentence, or a whole blog post.  Maybe it's feelings I share, uncensored and honest, that capture the reader...I don't know.  Why do I care so much about being helpful?  Well, besides the fact that it's in my genes,  I wouldn't be where I am today if someone didn't bend down, take my hand, and walk with me when I needed them to.  I can think of countless instances that I have been helped through or helped by.  And you know, knowing that I've helped someone else helps me.  Yes, I just way overused the word "help"...but I couldn't HELP it.  Ha.  Dork alert.  There is a quote, and I can't find it just now, so the wording won't be just right, and I don't remember who said it, even, but it basically said "I couldn't be standing on the top today if not for the people who were underneath me, letting me use their shoulders to stand on to get there."  I have "shoulders" in the form of comments, emails, text message, hugs, I could go on and on.  Knowing that I have that makes me stronger than I could ever dream of being without that knowledge.  So yeah...if I had to narrow it down, I would say something cheesy like...As I have blessed (hopefully) many, many have blessed me.  So, round and round the proverbial mulberry bush we just went....I hope you get the idea of what I mean, because I sure didn't say it very eloquently.

What else?  Ummmm...I actually *wrote* a list while waiting on Verizon tonight...but I don't know what I did with it.  My life story.  Since I don't remember and it's getting late...again...I'm going to sign off...gotta get up early in the morning to trek to the zoo and pick up my NannaBaby.  It's way too quiet around here without her!!!!!!

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