Writing a blog feels like having a conversation with a brick wall. Here I am spouting my thoughts and feelings passionately with the silly hope that someone somewhere out in that vast world wide web will actually read and think and care. Even if someone does, I'll probably never know about it. Talk about an exercise in futility...
But maybe not. I need a stage--and here it is. Never mind that I am acting to an empty auditorium. Perhaps the act will do me good. It's possible that my greatest growth and insights will spring from this new medium.
Forgive me for my rambling; forgive me for being unpolished. If I wait for polished work, I will never publish.
So here I am--all of me--my authentic self in words and pictures. I'm an open book, or blog if you will. I want to be known. I want to be understood. I want to understand.
So let it begin.