Well then...
I had the greatest realization today! I'm not a writer. I'm not even a blogger really. What I am is a wife and mom who occasionally enjoys writing and in our time and culture blogs are a good avenue for doing that. Freedom. Sheer ridiculous freedom.
I reconnected with my very dear friend recently. I wrote previously about the "break up" with that friend. I am so incredibly blessed to have her back in my life again and filled with joy of all the wonderful possibilities for our future growing old together. I am so thankful, truly. She and I have traveled very similar paths even though we were "separated". Different yet not-so-different. We met for lunch today. We talked so much. We always run out of time before we run out of talk 😄 It was something she shared with me that helped clarify my ah-ha moment. I've said it myself before but she reminded me of one of the big reasons I don't really want to be a "blogger" in the sense that I develop a big following of readers. I don't want the expectations. Expectations for regular consistent articles full of great content. I don't have great content to share. I don't have a business I want to promote. I don't want the pressure that I have to come up with something great to post here. Sometimes I have great thoughts, but they usually evaporate before I'm able to pluck it out on the keyboard. There's probably a good reason for that! LOL. What I am thinking I would like to bring here are stories. Our stories. Birth stories, family stories that I want my kids to have later when I'm gone maybe. Stories of faith and fun and lessons. Where we've been and where we are now and how we got here. There's funny stories but there are also some pretty serious topics.
Whatever happens here at my blog, I'm choosing not to stress over whether or not I'm "called" to write. I'm already living my calling, and I'm loving it. So if I occasionally feel compelled to come here and write a few lines or paragraphs - great! If not, I'll just remember with satisfaction that I'm too busy to write because I'm too busy living life!
Letting it go!!
I reconnected with my very dear friend recently. I wrote previously about the "break up" with that friend. I am so incredibly blessed to have her back in my life again and filled with joy of all the wonderful possibilities for our future growing old together. I am so thankful, truly. She and I have traveled very similar paths even though we were "separated". Different yet not-so-different. We met for lunch today. We talked so much. We always run out of time before we run out of talk 😄 It was something she shared with me that helped clarify my ah-ha moment. I've said it myself before but she reminded me of one of the big reasons I don't really want to be a "blogger" in the sense that I develop a big following of readers. I don't want the expectations. Expectations for regular consistent articles full of great content. I don't have great content to share. I don't have a business I want to promote. I don't want the pressure that I have to come up with something great to post here. Sometimes I have great thoughts, but they usually evaporate before I'm able to pluck it out on the keyboard. There's probably a good reason for that! LOL. What I am thinking I would like to bring here are stories. Our stories. Birth stories, family stories that I want my kids to have later when I'm gone maybe. Stories of faith and fun and lessons. Where we've been and where we are now and how we got here. There's funny stories but there are also some pretty serious topics.
Whatever happens here at my blog, I'm choosing not to stress over whether or not I'm "called" to write. I'm already living my calling, and I'm loving it. So if I occasionally feel compelled to come here and write a few lines or paragraphs - great! If not, I'll just remember with satisfaction that I'm too busy to write because I'm too busy living life!
Letting it go!!
:-)
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