Recently after reading several blogs that I follow and LOVE, I faced a roadblock of feeling less than worthy to even have a blog. I would keep thinking to myself, “What right do I have trying to write anything? I am not thought provoking enough. Nobody wants to read about the funny things your kids did today. Why would anyone want to read about what you made for dinner?” Lately I have been making a mental list as to why I am good enough to write a blog.
1. I don’t have to be like anyone else and post on hot topics and trending subjects.
I will be honest, I don’t watch the news much. I read headlines and check out interesting things on Huff-post on my phone when I have my coffee in the morning. I am not up on all the worlds affairs and current events. *I have enough trouble keeping up with my family’s schedule and my kids stuff*. It isn’t that I don’t have an interest in world events but honestly I would never get to enjoy life if I spent my days and nights with my head buried in a newspaper or honed in on a news channel. (I don’t trust the media to report the truth anyway, so why fill my head with lies).
2. I love my life and my family and I am proud of them.
My kids are funny. All kids are funny, and I love writing about what they do and the funny things they say. If we get photo proof of something funny, then that is even better. Some may think my life to be boring and uneventful since I am not a super social person. I don’t go out with girlfriends for drinks or take a girls only vacation. Hubby and I don’t go out to fancy dances or parties. We are homebody types. We have all we could possibly need right here at home. We watch movies and make meals together, we still have 2 kids at home and our oldest lives just a few blocks away. We like to have our family together and spend time together. We have a new pool that we had installed this Spring and we are enjoying the time we spend swimming and just relaxing. Hubby and I both have motorcycles and we go for rides and take the kids for rides but we aren’t up to making long bike trips just yet. Now, things aren’t sunshine and roses all the time, but we do enjoy spending time together as a family. (isn’t that what it’s all about?)
3. I have certainly seen worse blogs out there.
This one is pretty self explanatory. I have seen blogs where the person blogging doesn’t even seem like a person, but a robot just re-blogging what other people say. Never really expounding on any given subject and that to me is not what I would want my name associated with. But, hey to each their own right?
4. My opinion matters just as much as the next person’s.
This past week when Gay Marriage law was passed I for the first time actually voiced my opinion on the subject. (Which I will not get into on this post but do have a draft of something I may share later). My point is that I shouldn’t feel as if my voice doesn’t matter. Every voice matters! It is part of the reason my husband and I have taught our children that their vote does count, even if things do not turn out in favor of your opinion or what you voted for, at least you had a say. I will not however tolerate hatred of my opinion by anyone on MY page on FB or on my blog. I understand everyone has a passion for different things and it will not always match up with mine and that is okay. It is what makes this country great, different people, cultures and opinions. My voice matters!!
5. I just might help someone with my experiences.
I have been through things that I know other people have. How we each deal with these experiences can vary widely. What works for one person doesn’t always work for others. But, what if I have been through something and someone comes across my blog and reads how I handled the situation only to think to themselves that the way I handled something may just be something they can do. Suppose for a second that it works for them. I may never even know I helped someone, but they will have been helped. How cool would that be? I have been helped by others without their knowledge as well. I often try to let that person or persons know that their experience helped me in some way to deal with a situation in my life. Often though I don’t get that opportunity. I am not looking for recognition for solving others problems. I just hope that someday, somewhere, my words might help someone. Even in a small way.
I am not perfect, neither is anyone else in this world. I have waited long enough to get back to blogging. I have spent the better part of my life just waiting. When I was younger I waited for the right guy to come along and sweep me off my feet. It wasn’t till 6 years ago that I was swept off my feet at age 42, after being a single parent for many years and then married to the wrong person for 9 years and 2 more kids later. I remember saying to myself when I was in my 20’s and 30’s, “As soon as I lose 80 lbs, I am going to really be happy”!
Guess what? That doesn’t happen. I have learned, albeit late in life that I have always been happy with myself and who I am. I just had been bombarded by push media that if I wasn’t whatever the trend was that day that I wasn’t good enough.
Well, screw you media!!
I am good enough!!
Always have been in fact!