This is post 101 for me here in my little world O' Blog...
Why no fanfare for my 100th post?
I'm a bit deflated.
Not because I don't love blogging or reading others blogs
mean hundreds of hours absorbing and sharing ideas have not been wasted!
it's gotten me off my tush, out of my rutt and into a newer and better me for the most part.
but I've been feeling that I'm not so sure what this road I'm on is for...
I mean, what kind of blog do I have?
Is it crafty?
no. not enough anyway.
Is it a way to reach my family that lives miles away?
not really. I don't post pics of my kids or share the innermost workings of my family.
I guess this is the space where I share my thoughts.
The thoughts for me.
What I love, hate and need.
This blog originally started as a bit of therapy.
To help me overcome my dad's death.
And most of the time it is.
But lately, it just reminds me that he's not here and I'm not celebrating his life in print.
I'm avoiding his death and the feelings that hurt.
so no more.
Every Monday I will write my father a letter.
A "Dear John" letter
--apt since his name was John.
And trust me, they may be sad.
I still cry alot.
but there are happy things I'd like to share too.
And I will.
Thanks for listening....