I’ve been silent for a while. Not for lack of things to share but for lack of confidence in my voice.
I’m a quiet soul. I like silence, I like being in the background, I like obscurity.
I read all these wonderful blogger writers who are or seem to be the opposite of me. I began to compare myself–the death-knell to creativity. I couldn’t be them, so I settled for nothing. So sad. I am ready to get over myself tho. I’m ready to be myself. Just little me with my little voice and affinity for obscurity. Don’t confuse that for someone who has no thought though. I have much and many, deeply held and fervently believed. And it is time to share, whether a deeply-held-fervently-believed post or a light-and-airy frivolity, or somewhere in between.
Look for me–once or twice a month, which seems little, but is a marked improvement over the past year. I’ll be looking for you.
Because you’ve been so patient with me, and to keep you amused: an old post of mine (I just noticed I celebrated 5 whole years on WordPress last week!) and a newer one, both of which are quiet bits of reading.