journal woes

So soon I will hit 100 posts. This means that I get to post 100 things about me. This is hard for me so I have already started working on it. I am not sure if I am doing it the "right" way, but who cares? I think it is funny.

My original reason for blogging was to prove that I could be as cool and smart as my sister Bridget. This then morphed into a mini-memoir. I think it was my friend Sarah who said she wanted to blog so her kids would know who she was when she was gone. That appealed to my inner anxious ever-ready self. So they (my kids) became my audience.

Successful bloggers find their niche and stay within those confines. I am not sure what niche I fall into. I guess I am a mommy blogger, though I am much more than that. I think.

What I do know is that I have decided that I really like to write.

I used to be in a Catholic book discussion group when my kids were in CCD. It was a great forum that challenged me to think when my brain seemed to leak out with the breast milk. One challenge our moderator gave us was to keep a journal-- and a faith journal. Oh, did I balk at that one. Even though I had faithfully kept diaries through most of my teen years, I was too afraid to write down what I actually thought. What if people read it? What would they think of me? Look at me now, essentially journaling to anyone who happens to Google "responsible one" or "last day of summer" (my most popular hit). Oh, how we change.

I still won't write down everything I think....thank GOD!


Sara said...

Imagine what they're going to think when you die and all your journals are being read for your wisdom and deep spiritual insights. You know, when your cause for sainthood comes up. And then they're published for all the world to see. That's a scary thought!

Blogger Julie In Atlanta said...

I wonder what SC will think if she reads my blog as an adult. Somtimes I feel like I am such a downer....hence the What a Man Wednesday pick me up. :-0