Virginia Is For Families

Isn’t it easier writing for everyone than writing to someone? It is for me but maybe not for you. It’s a lot easier for me to share lots of things with the world. I immediately become cautious when I am dealing with most other people. It constrains me and takes away from what I would like to say. I’m listening and trying to figure out what is going on with the other person. And so many sensations are coming in it usually confuses me. I’m not very good at it. I would make a very lousy salesman. But it doesn’t mean I don’t care.

That’s just the way things have shaken out over the past 54 years. I spent a lot of time over those years trying to deal with depression. And I’m not going to dwell on that now because life is so much better. This blog is a celebration of life and an attempt to share good things with others. Some might disagree. But that’s probably because they know me personally. And they have experienced the other me who has difficulty with one on one relationships.

Maybe that’s why there are few comments here. I don’t blame people for not commenting. It used to bother me but it doesn’t anymore. I enjoy being creative and that may just be what keeps me motivated around here to continue blogging. People have been writing books for centuries and they didn’t expect someone to pop up in the window every day and comment about what they had written the day before.

I have a few readers who have somehow managed to stick around for awhile. Bernie is busy with basketball. Ron is in South America (again). Truddle is absorbed in events surrounding her children. And Helena is pursuing her busy and interesting life over in jolly old England. I love them all. I really do. I am very fond of them. But they probably don’t know that. Because I’m very different one on one as I said. And I don’t want to dwell on it. But if any or all of them decided they have had enough of me tomorrow I wouldn’t blame them a bit.

What I have to give it pretty much in this blog. Maybe someday I will go down memory lane and talk about a few things that have resulted in the person who is writing this. But not during the holidays!! I see my two older children who live here in Virginia maybe four or five times per year. That isn’t a lot is it? But that will give you an idea of what I’m talking about. Not a happy situation. And I’m sure some are saying “What’s your problem? Why don’t you just try?”

And my answer is “Sorry but I do try”. I’m just not very good at it.

And finally I think it is unfair of me to have a blog about celebrating life without being clear that everything is far from perfect down the end of this road. I don’t need to dwell on it. But life is a messy affair and I would get very tired of reading a blog everyday that made it sound like things are just perfect! I am just nearly perfect! NOT.

So there! Now can we get back to the celebration?