Tabor has been asking what the 3 weeks is about. If you remember, way back at the end of October I explained that I had been getting very lazy about making blog posts. It seemed as if there was nothing worth writing about any more. I went for a month at a time without attempting to blog. A friend suggested that a remedy, and a way of working out what I wanted to do with my blog, was to write something every day for 3 weeks. To write anything, no matter how trivial or trite-seeming……. that way I might write myself into a position where I understood what I was doing. I get there at the end of this week.
So………. what am I doing and why? Well – from the beginning I have written around 2550 posts. Lots of people mention the blog to me which reflects the fact that originally I thought of it as a way of building a community. This was when I was working in Parish Ministry. But of course things are different now. and although I cannot tell, I expect my stats have fallen off a great deal in my shilly-shallying this past year. However, this blog is not about trying to have as many readers as possible. It is more about leaving some kind of legacy for my descendants. Though I’m not sure if that is feasible.
The main point is that my daily doings and thoughts, ordinary though they may be, do give me material to share. And maybe it is helpful for me to do that. After all, as we get older it is good to make sense of life from long ago and life now. I would be interested to hear what you think.
A very thoughtful piece. I believe we should write from the heart and you do.
BTW the photo in my post yesterday was of my Aunt Marge, who was about my age when I tok the photo.
I write about her because many of my younger cousins never got to know her, and I am third oldest of 25 first cousins. She had no children of her own but she remembered all of us nieces and nephews (birthdays and Christmas) plus double cousins….Grandma’s sister Aunt Ruby married Grandpa’s brother John.
For example, one year she gave me a little figurines of an angel and two sheep.
Marge was a wonderful aunt and influence on my life.
Thanks for responding. Something I never do but should, is perhaps reread a series of my posts during a more difficult time and see if I can gain insight into how I am living and handling living. I guess I write firstly for me and secondly for those who know me and might stumble on my blog after I am gone…but that doesn’t mean I do not love all of you who are interested in my simple life.
Thanks, Tabor, we are forming quite a little community aren’t we?
And sorry Dianne, I got muddled up!