Day to day stuff....a memoir without order. |
Looking back over my blog entries, it seems to have become more of a journal than a blog. Blogging, to me, is writing about one's opinion on something, trying to convince others to feel the same way. My problem is that I can always see both sides of an argument, which has many times driven my husband crazy. It's not that I don't feel strongly about certain things, but I can always understand the other person's point of view. This "personality trait" is especially difficult to deal with in an election year. I don't agree with some things the candidates stand for, but I can see where they are coming from, not a help in making up one's mind. I've always been like this, and have considered it a character flaw. Relatives and friends want me to stand with them on issues and do not understand how I can be so wishy-washy. A lot of times I will even extoll the virtues of the opposition when I really do not agree with it. Jim says I am being obstinate. This "trait" does interfere with decision-making. But back to my blog. I guess my original description fits. Sometimes I write about daily happenings or memories or nature, things that are or have been a part of my life. I can look at objects in my home and mental snapshots fly into my head. The gifts and keepsakes given to me, or bought by me, hide a full range of emotions inside their inanimateness. Best of all, these stories are mine, mine alone to tell. So I guess my blog is a blog after all. It's my voice, and mine alone... until next time....c |