When Words Won't Come
You know there are actually days where I feel the need to post and yet I can't seem to think of what to write until I sit down and let things just flow. Today is one of those days, so forgive me if I ramble a bit. There might be some errors in here as well. Something I studiously avoid doing if possible. However I seem to have a case of stupid fingers. Don't worry. It usually doesn't last to long, and for the most part is simply because I'm trying to type to fast to get my thoughts down before I lose them. A common thing for me. Especially since I tend to get dragged away from blogging for long periods of time and I have to go back to it. I wind up re-reading the same post so many times before I actually post it. For example, just trying to type out this first paragraph I've been interrupted about 3 times to tell Sam to go to bed, pick up Clayton to change his diaper, attempt to eat myself, and then pick up Clayton again to let him play in his play pen with his wubbie (otherwise known as a pacifier). (On a side note, WubbaNubs are the best invention for babies ever!)
So like I said, stupid fingers, and of course rambling. Then again posting for me is a major stress reliever and allows me to process the things going on in my life without having to try to explain them to someone in person. Somehow writing it all down just seems to help me understand what is going on in my own head better. While I'm sure there is some medical term for this process, I have yet to find out what it is. And frankly if it works who cares what it's called. Knowing that there are people who read my blog gives a sense of belonging I suppose. And if I'm entirely honest a sense of hope that someone out there may actually find this little blog useful and amusing even if it's nothing more than making you smile for a moment in your day. Crazy as it sounds, that brings me a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Maybe it's knowing that we aren't totally alone in this crazy thing we call life. Because let's be totally honest. We all feel alone at times. Some more than others, but we all feel it. Reading this blog is being a part of it. It's being apart of our lives even if it's anonymous and you live in a totally different country. It's being together even though it's through cyberspace. While I rarely ever get comments, I do love reading them, and I love seeing what countries are tuning into these amusing little antics. Some days it's what makes my day. Seeing that people are enjoying reading and continue to do so not because they know me and they feel like they have to, but simply because something about it strikes a chord with them. That's all of you out there reading this. Yes, you. You make my day and are the reason I keep posting. Because even if I don't know you, we are a community. We are the community of A Simple Country Mouse, of Sound Castle, of Hidden Forest. And while we will likely never meet, and never say hello in person, or online, we are a part of something, and we belong. So go us!
Remember on those days you feel alone, you're not alone. You belong. And you are a part of something special. Something unique, something that's all yours.
So like I said, stupid fingers, and of course rambling. Then again posting for me is a major stress reliever and allows me to process the things going on in my life without having to try to explain them to someone in person. Somehow writing it all down just seems to help me understand what is going on in my own head better. While I'm sure there is some medical term for this process, I have yet to find out what it is. And frankly if it works who cares what it's called. Knowing that there are people who read my blog gives a sense of belonging I suppose. And if I'm entirely honest a sense of hope that someone out there may actually find this little blog useful and amusing even if it's nothing more than making you smile for a moment in your day. Crazy as it sounds, that brings me a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. Maybe it's knowing that we aren't totally alone in this crazy thing we call life. Because let's be totally honest. We all feel alone at times. Some more than others, but we all feel it. Reading this blog is being a part of it. It's being apart of our lives even if it's anonymous and you live in a totally different country. It's being together even though it's through cyberspace. While I rarely ever get comments, I do love reading them, and I love seeing what countries are tuning into these amusing little antics. Some days it's what makes my day. Seeing that people are enjoying reading and continue to do so not because they know me and they feel like they have to, but simply because something about it strikes a chord with them. That's all of you out there reading this. Yes, you. You make my day and are the reason I keep posting. Because even if I don't know you, we are a community. We are the community of A Simple Country Mouse, of Sound Castle, of Hidden Forest. And while we will likely never meet, and never say hello in person, or online, we are a part of something, and we belong. So go us!
Remember on those days you feel alone, you're not alone. You belong. And you are a part of something special. Something unique, something that's all yours.
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