This is my first post to the Lowcountry Blogs blog.
I've opted out of the postings lately, even over at Xark. To be honest, I was
feeling a little like I was standing at the edge of the ocean yelling into the
surf. Therapeutic, perhaps, but not very productive.
Because a post is not meant to be
a lecture or a book report or a diary entry, it's the start of a dialogue. When
there is no answer, there’s always a twinge of disappointment. This (and you know what I’m talking about) can spiral downwards into “I
must be boring. No one cares what I think. And ... I’m fat!” Feedback is good, for the most part, which is why I think this site is such a
gem. It allows connections beyond serendipity.
Blogging is an amazing thing. We start off shy and nervous, but eventually find
our voice. We meet other members of our tribe and, if we are looking, we can
see life from a completely different perspective. We share the trials and
tragedies, the little bits of happiness and great joys of friends whose paths
otherwise might have never crossed. I'm not sure under what circumstances I would have met Joan. Or find out that Heather and I
share a love of candy and, I suspect, a fondness for tiaras.
Even if we never become best buddies or do lunch or even meet face to face,
it's nice to know that nice people are out there. That our experiences as human
beings aren't lone forays into the wilderness. Other people have
been there, done that.
Lest the violins start playing, it’s not all candy and
crowns. Sometimes we learn that people are petty. Downright mean. Sometimes we thank our lucky stars that we won’t ever meet this
insulting, wrong-headed, no-count jerk. Sometimes we learn later that the
jerk does have a redeeming quality or two. It can happen.
And, great gawd, do we get to laugh! Even at ourselves.
Isn’t it fun?
Posted by Janet.
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