My sister and I were discussing the blog world the other day, and where our perspective blogs fit, our readership, etc. Eerily, Jenny had a similar post the same day, which struck me as funny since she’s one of the blogs I “look up” to in the blog world.
It made me think about this poor excuse for a blog, which I love so much but have neglected so much. What is it’s purpose? If I have something somewhat serious or profound, I’m more likely to head over to joanmwatson.com… which has also been neglected this summer. If I am having a bad day or am going through a crisis that requires writing to process, I’m not likely to post that for the world to see.
Is this blog only good for gratuitous food shots?
or worse yet, alcohol shots? (no pun intended.)
Or maybe glamorous pictures of the single life (since I don’t have cute kids to post, I’ll post dinner parties?)
I suppose this is a random blog post to come say that I don’t know what to say, but I’m in the writing mood and felt like coming here to say something. Perhaps some day I’ll learn how to express what’s in my heart and mind without completely showing all my cards, and then I’ll be able to blog when I’m in these moods without boring everyone with a photo dump of random shots from the summer.
I’ll leave you with this C.S. Lewis quote. I found comfort in it this afternoon, although I don’t know how he can be 100% right unless he’s talking about heaven.
But on that note, you should read this story and be jealous that I have one of the best bishops in the country.