growing up, i was never one to keep a diary. i think there were several reasons as to why i didn't. i guess the biggest reason was because i didn't want my crazy thoughts to be in writing where someone might actually have the ability to read them. i obviously have overcome that fear as i now post my most random thoughts on fb for all to see. interesting how we change as we "grow" older.
i have thought about blogging for a couple of years and even encouraged lots of other folks to do so...i just never made the leap. the process of setting up a blog seemed so time consuming and even a little bit scary. funny, all it took was some encouraging words and a link from a fb friend yesterday and waaaaa laaaaa....today i become a blogger. well, i guess i should correct myself and say i'm a "half-blogger". i have not successfully posted anything yet and i'm not quite sure how to share it. :)
why did i want to blog, you ask? first, i hope to share experiences that will provoke others to think; "what would i have done in that situation?" or "do i ever say/do that?" second, i believe the most powerful gift we have is our words. conversely, depending on how we use them, our words can be a very harmful weapon. i hope my words might encourage someone in a time of need or maybe even change a behavior...like the woman who is in the public restroom before me, makes a water-park mess at the sink and i end up with the half smiley-face water line on my shirt. good grief! wipe up after yourself! :)
thanks in advance to all of you who take the time to read whatever ends up in this space. hugs! t
