I have always thought it was incredibly hard to communicate using only words. I've also learned that communication is 90% nonverbal. Having said that, it is incredible when someone figures out how to make that 10% count. Maybe that is why I have grown to love reading so much. There is nothing like a good book that brings you in like you are living every moment. I've been reading a lot of blogs lately, and I guess you can say it has inspired me to write my own. I'm aware that I will, in no way, be as eloquent with words as those who I have read. I would also say that English probably isn't my forte; I'm a math girl. However, I am definitely looking forward to not only writing about life, but being able to read about life later. There is something very therapeutic about seeing where you've come from.
That brings me to the last time I had a "blog". It was a Xanga. It actually still exists. As I was reading through it a few days ago, I couldn't help but to laugh hysterically at some of the fun moments I had forgotten. I was also blown away at the person I have become since that time. I had written every word with the deepest sincerity, yet there were so many things about life that I still needed to learn. I am so thankful to look back and see how my life has been shaped since then. I think that would be my biggest motivation for starting this blog. I treat life as if I have it all figured out, but I'm smart enough at this point to know that couldn't be further from the truth. I cannot wait to look back years from now and see what else life has taught me. I have no doubt the journey will be marvelous.
I guess it was only appropriate to start my first blog with a few thoughts and expectations for this. If nothing else, it will be wonderful to have the crazy fun moments available for comic relief on days when I need it.
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