Back in December, I mentioned to the partner: "I think I'd like to try blogging." Only a few weeks later, it was magically National Blog Posting Month and I was signed up...just like that.
When I started, I wasn't sure that I had anything interesting enough to put out to the great wide world (still am not), but I've found that I don't actually write these little pieces for other people...I write them for myself. I write the things that are stuck in my head...bits of fluff that float around during the day, bumping through the nooks and crannies of my grey matter...or sometimes my heart. I write the things that have affected me...or made me think...or made me feel. Somehow, typing them onto the screen helps me release them from judgement and, instead, allows them to be seen more clearly for simply what they are.
Putting these things out for the "world" to see (or at least the 4 or 5 people that actually read this) also somehow releases me. By writing, re-reading, adjusting, and posting, I am able to carefully examine the underlying thoughts and feelings they produce, allowing me to ultimately find more equilibrium and more comfort in my own skin. In other words, it has become a sort of therapy.
But now the month is over.
I think I have just declared February "National Continue to Blog" month.
Let the ramblings begin.