I recently started reading some of my friends’ blogs (and in true stalker-style, some of my friends’ friends’ blogs), and have decided that my life is what I make of it. I can blog about whatever I want… because my life is mine. Who wants to read a knock-off blog of some other average person’s blog? It may not be artsy or witty, but it will most certainly be unique because no two people are alike. Therefore, I have justified that I deserve my own small space in Cyber World to blog.
Aside from this silly entitlement, I want to blog for myself. I want motivation to write and work through things in my head which I wouldn’t necessarily do if this blog were private, or a journal in my bed-side table (I already have both of these floating around). I also think that maybe, some day, something in my blog might help someone else. Maybe my experiences will shed light, inspire, comfort. Kill two birds with one stone. (Note: need more uplifting metaphor for such scenario).
I’m also working on better understanding who I am and who God made me to be. I’ve come to a point in my life where I really can’t move forward much more if I don’t have some solid ground to stand on. As of late I’ve been feeling like I’m doggy-paddling in a really big body of water. Consequently I’m pretty tired. I’m tired of trying to uphold a certain image for other people, and I’m really tired of supressing parts of who I am if I think they won’t be well-received. I’m tired of all the chaos that this creates in my life.
Oh, and I’m really bad at documenting events in my life so I figure this blog will help with that, too.
I’m not sure what else one puts in a first post, but as I understand it, I get to set my own standards.
I leave you with Happy Feet Monday…