I've created this blog with the hopes of sharing some of my life experiences in a somewhat entertaining, if not amusing, manner. Deep down inside, however, I've also hoped that some of my more honest struggles as a mom, wife, woman, or whatever I represent to you, would somehow resonate with you in a way that enriches your life. Ha ha. I don't believe I am kidding anyone.
My more honest struggles and darkest moments inadequacy and hopeless are saved for my handwritten journal. The long lapses of silence on my blog are filled with pages and pages of handwritten thoughts. I don't know why I'm so afraid to share these thoughts with you. Well, now, actually I can think of several reasons off the top of my head:
- some of you know me and my family personally so sharing these struggles aren't so anonymous or so innocuous,
- many of my moments of despair involve other people in my life so to share about these things would involve extreme tactfulness and sensitivity (neither of which I have on a consistent basis),
- writing for a larger audience than "just myself" is very daunting and intimidating; I liken this why so many of us our shower singers rather than American Idol contestants,
- well, I just don't want to feel judged
Thanks for listening and reading.