For awhile, I have been toying with the idea of creating a blog. I love reading other’s blogs. Sitting down at the computer to see what my children and grandchildren are doing today (my daughter in law, Marci, is the world’s most reliable blogger) is one of my favorite little self rewards. I tell myself, “if I empty the dishwasher (vacuum, do laundry etc), I get to read blogs”. It is one of the best parts of my day, and the reward system serves to keep my house quite clean:)
My biggest roadblock has been myself. I suffer from a form of perfectionism. I want to be one of those bloggers whose readers anxiously await her next entry because it is so well written, beautifully illustrated, interesting, and most of all….posted often. I just didn’t think I could deliver. But lately I have noticed thoughts creeping into my mind at unexpected moments. Thoughts like, “if I had a blog, this is what I would post about today”.
Another problem is that I am not sure I want to go to all the trouble of learning how to make a banner and what colors to put in the backround and then there are all the links and how do you do a sidebar, ugh. If I want my blog to be a desirable destination for blog stalkers like myself, I WILL have to learn all of these things or my audience will be disappointed. See, this is what it is like in the mind of a perfectionist, we are sometimes frozen into doing nothing at all because our high self requirements are overwhelming.
The number one reason I want to blog: it provides a wonderful record of our lives. Marci prints and binds her blogs and creates the most beautiful books full of memories….I would love to do that. I want to record my memories, that fade all too quickly, and bind them for posterity. I have never been a good journal writer or photo album filler and blogging would take care of that.
I like all kinds of blogs, even the very spare ones. So why not be one of those? I could do that. It would be an excellent exercise in loving myself just the way I am, which is a moderately interesting, occasionally articulate, decent photographer. Those qualifications could take me quite a way down the blogging road. And after all, this isn’t a competition, right? I mean, there are no Blogging Awards held annually in Los Angeles, though I have the perfect dress for the red carpet, should I get nominated.
The question I really need to ask myself is this, "If no one else reads my blog, would it be worth it to me to have a bound record of my life?” The answer is a wholehearted yes! “Even if it weren’t always articulate and beautifully illustrated, or even complete?” Yes! “Are you sure?" Yes. Well, then, it is settled. I am going to do a blog. For me; and today is the day.
- I married my high school sweetheart 34 years ago in the LDS Temple. I have 4 children (3 married, and a 14 year old) and 6 grandchildren. I lived my entire life in California, until 6 years ago. I now reside in San Antonio, Texas. The most important thing to me is my family; I have invested the most in them and it has paid great dividends. I love doing anything creative that beautifies my surroundings and I love nature. I minored in Art and majored in Interior Design at BYU, yet, my profession is a Tax Preparer.
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