Someone recently asked me why I do this…blog I mean.
Hmmmm……well, I can pretty quickly check off what the reasons AREN’T.
- I DON’T do it for money. I mean, really, this isn’t a paying gig, nor do I want it to be. Ads bug me.
- I DON’T do it for fame. If that were the case, I’d be much more politically correct. And where’s the fun in THAT?!
- I DON’T do it to change people’s minds. You’re going to believe what you want to believe, so it’s just exhausting and depressing to try and change your mind. Life has taught me that.
- I DON’T do it to fill my time. One look at my house and you’d figure THAT out.
- I DON’T do it to waste time. Golly, there are much more couch-potato-worthy ways to do that.
Why do I air my family’s dirty laundry on the world wide web?
Why do I take precious minutes from my day to ignore my children while I fill an empty screen with words?
Why do I casually fire off my opinions on a variety of subjects?
To be heard.
To be heard.
See, I KNOW someone’s tuning in because I get these nifty statistics on how many pages are looked at when and for how long.
And, in the end, it doesn’t matter if it’s just some teenage hacker in South Africa trying to plant a trojan horse. Someone heard.
In this world full of 7,259,109, 930 people (well, as of this SECOND, anyway), finding a way to BE HEARD is not easy. I often feel like a Who-ite waiting for a Horton to come along.
And, I suppose there’s an element of self-importance in there somewhere. I mean, if I didn’t think what I had to say was important, I wouldn’t try to scatter it to the four winds, would I?
Giftedness IS important. Its a misunderstood, undervalued, too often dismissed trait that affects a lot of children and adults. And if research is to be believed, it’s something that can either grow or shrivel depending on the nurture it gets.
And sometimes it takes everyone in Whoville to give a Yopp before the outside world knows we’re here.
I’m doing my part.
…stronger than you seem…