I ask myself often, "Just what kind of blog do I have anyway?"
I started my blog as a way to unleash some thoughts and give my far away family and friends somewhere to go to listen to my thoughts. I also share photos. Some current. Some from before.
I whine sometimes. I rant sometimes. I place my opinions on the table sometimes.
Most of all, I guess I like the way a blog lets you create a reality that seems any way you present it. I can seem happy even when I'm not. My house can pretend to be clean and magazine layout ready even when it probably never will be. Is that dishonest? I don't mean for it to be. Maybe I am like The Great Oz hiding behind the curtain. I don't know for sure.
One thing I do know, is that since I have started this site, I have had many kinds of feelings each time I sit in front of this new technology-- a technology I don't ever hope to understand. I feel lucky to have this outlet. I am thrilled with making new friends. I smile at all the wonderful comments people leave for me. I am endlessly impressed with all the talented people out there in blogland.
There are people that read this site and know me. There are people that feel they have gotten to know me. There are people I know and long to see again. There are people I long to meet but will never have the chance.
Some people show art, some are talented writers, some have great sadness enter their lives, some are successful business people... All those are perfect.
I just don't know what kind of blog I have. Maybe it doesn't require a category or definition.
I think I would describe my blog as being like my Grandma's always yummy homemade cookies she gave me as a child. I called them her "Clean out the cupboard cookies". She would use some basic recipe and then make them unique by throwing into the mix what ever she happened to have on hand. Sometimes it was chocolate chips, sometimes raisins or nuts or candied fruit. It didn't matter because it was all presented to me with the same sincere enthusiasm. Something to enjoy; to create a lasting memory.
I hope my blog is like that.
3 comments:
Hello Amy,My name is Shelley !I don't know if I have left a comment here before but, I have been visiting you for some time now. I kind'a understand your feeling's about wondering what our blogs are all about. I don't believe any of our life's to be perfect although some of the ladies I visit sure seem that way. One thing is certain we are all different ! Yet, we share some of the same interest and can relate to one another thru these blogs of our's. Speaking for myself I have been truly blessed in sharing bits and pieces of my life and intern I have marveled over the talent and creativity of some of you ladies.I have been blessed to share my faith and to offer prayers for those in need. I would say your blog is certainly like your Grandma K's cookies ! When you add your own uniqueness to it then it is yours and no one eles's ! I would like to say how very sorry I am for the loss of your Mother. I lost my Mother in law in 2001 and I have missed her so much ! She was a Child of God and I know she is with him now which brings me great relieve. I know there is hope of being there with her one day and this brings me peace. I hope you will be blessed and keep sharing with us. So glad to meet you,
Blessings, Shelley
Amy, thank you so much for your kind words. That means so much to me. My blog has ran really slow today and I haven't been able to visit many sites. But I made a point to visit you. XO Nita
Amy, I feel so bad that I assumed your absence was because of your vacation. I consider you one of my sweetest blogging friends. It really feels as if I know you and I think if we lived near each other we'd probably hang out and have coffee or go thrift store shopping together. Until I met my husband when March became all about St. Patrick's Day I hated the month, so I understand how you are feeling. Hugs to you. September is just around the corner!
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