Thankfully, more up than down. Because really, although I write for myself as a way to chronicle the dribs, drabs, adventures, misguided moments and daily drivel in my life, the truth is, if you blog you like to have readers.
Here are some things I've learned about myself and life since I began blogging ... nearly six years ago now.
If my old faithfuls were to go away, I'd be crushed.
Blogging is not my life, but it is a part of my life.
It is easier to tell complete strangers and on-line friends the details of my life than it is to sit down face to face with my friends and loved ones to do the same.
They judge me. You don't.
I've made lasting friendships here that have evolved into phone calls, e-mails and snail mail.
I hope to meet these friends in the flesh. With clothes on, of course.
It is easier for me to give my opinion, even when it differs from your opinion, right here in my blog. Or yours.
I enjoy offering a word of silly, praise, support or encouragement to other bloggers who write.
It's okay for me to pray. You don't have to, but I do. And I pray for all of you. In times of need and not.
I don't judge my on-line friends. But sometimes I do judge my real time friends. (got to work on that)
There are many unusual, interesting and fun people who blog --about as many varied subjects as there are bloggers.
I have had moments of complete clarity while writing here or reading ... there.
While I don't write nearly every day as I used to, I miss my time writing and posting and reading ... when I am unable.
Community isn't the town you live in. It's the people who live in the town.
I know. Totally mind blowing thoughts, eh?