I started this blog because it is so much easier to type than it is to write long hand. I have been writing in my journal for years but I'm tired of writing, and I love to type, so this is sooo much easier. But I think I would be horrified if I found out that someone was actually following this blog of mine. I think I'm fairly safe though. I don't even have any one that comes to visit me. I'm pretty much alone out here. My closest friends all live far away. My dearest friend lives in Ontario and the only way that I can communicate with her is by phone or email and so I get to type my private thoughts in this blog. Who would care to actually follow this drivel? Maybe one of my daughters, but I doubt that she would take the time. Both of my girls are so busy with their lives that they don't have the time. Not that I blame them; I was the same at their age, but I do miss them. It would be nice to be remembered once in awhile. Wow, that sounds self-pitying, doesn't it. I indulge every once in awhile. But only to you, my blog! I've made so many mistakes and I've been criticized for every one of them; by my family, by my in-laws and the occasional self-serving church member. But who really cares! What does it matter at this point! I'm pretty much a hermit now. I very seldom go out, except to do my volunteer work at the senior center, and that helps to make me feel like I'm doing something worthwhile. Other than that, I content myself with my writings - songs, stories about my life, and I'm still working on that book. One day I will complete it. Now I just try to fight the sadness and keep my head above water.
-le
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