For many years blogs have intrigued me, enlightened me and at times disgusted me.

I’ve looked over many a blog about:

 love, hiking, happiness, politics,

children, running, illness, disorders,

and food I most likely will never make or eat.

About families who appear perfect and real ones too.

About crafts I can’t make or have zero desire to do so,

but wouldn’t mind if someone made them for me.

About religion, death, sadness, and joy.

 

And I wondered,

 If I  had a blog what would it be about?

or

“What do you have to say”?

Is what my twenty something daughter asked

 knowing  I was contemplating this venture.

This question–even before she asked,

rattled my brain, paralyzed me with fear.

Yes, what do I have to say?

Perhaps many things that are trivial and boring. 

Maybe. Quite possibly. Or not.

What if I’m criticized?

What if?

 

Recently I read an article that  helped  propel me over this edge–

to not worry about my fears in this blogging thing  and in other things.

Tyler Jarvis said, “We will make errors along the way. Aim high anyway.”

He quoted Jeffrey R. Holland: Not failure, but low aim would be the most severe indictment…

This got me thinking:

I’m a woman.

A ponderer, a wonderer, a dreamer, a doer,  

a mom of 6 kids.

and married for 23 years.

And More.

That’s got to count for something.

So, here I am.

And what do I have to say?

Ah,

I’m sure I’ll come up with something.