What does anyone care about what I think? Who cares if I’m awed by nature? So what if I love animals? Big whoop.
I need to write MEATY stuff. Like editorials or articles more than four paragraphs long. I need SUBSTANCE.
Other blogs out there are amazing. You’ve got cooking blogs, and sewing blogs, and TECHNOLOGY blogs. Good grief. Yet here I am writing about my little life. No wonder I don’t get any comments. Even smaller wonder that nobody but friends and family READ my posts. (Course I can coerce THEM . . .)
I need to REPORT. OPINE. PHILOSOPHIZE.
But is that what I WANT to write? Is that what I enjoy writing? Not really. Guess I’ll have to dig into my stash of college papers or something. Otherwise I am doomed to write Web Log posts every day — for myself.
Blogs are like journals, right? I suppose what you’re not reading in these posts is what I would write in my journal (if I kept one). But you wouldn’t necessarily have access to that. So – what’s the answer?
I promised myself that I would write something – every day – for 365 days to remind myself that there are good things in life that you can celebrate. And you should be able to find SOMETHING to celebrate about EVERY DAY. I just thought that sometimes we get so bogged down in the daily grind, so seemingly overwhelmed with problems, that we forget how to enjoy life. And to me, enjoying life includes celebrating the little things. Like the wag of my dog’s tail. A sunset. A perfect, orange pumpkin. A hummingbird. A dragonfly. A hoot owl’s haunting call.
Yep. All those corny things are what I appreciate and what make my life worth living.
So I’m not a gardening aficionado, or a psychologist. I like to write about what I appreciate. What entertains me. What makes me laugh.
My epiphany just convinced me that I’m not going to stop writing 365 Celebrations. I’m not going to opine like some radio show blatherer. I am going to keep on doing what I’ve been doing and hope that somewhere down the line I can make someone smile. Maybe you.
Thanks for listening! C