I am driven to write. There is no exception even when unhappy with my words. I can not compare myself to those that have editors or proofreader’s to read their work before it is published. I even hate freshly pressed endorsed by this platform.
Why do I write these days? I received that lone comment that gives me pause. Hearing from a woman dealing with two rare brain tumors brought tears to my eyes. She seems to have a strong will and a determination in her spirit. If you are reading this, I am glad you decided to follow me.
On my walk. I passed this fence and thought of you. I prayed while smelling these flowers. You reminded me that we all have something to gain from processing our lives in hobbies that make a difference. I like to think I am a writer. I know others that are professional Instagrammers and boy do they have a following! I suspect there is money in those followers. For me, I am truly in it for sharing my thoughts, opinions, and at times my wisdom and humor. The third is of course a
matter of opinion. Chuckle. WordPress are you there?
WordPress has never taken my words seriously. If anything, they are looking for writers who how shall I put it aren’t me. So like a duck to water, I write but never get recognized by the very format I enjoy utilizing to convey my words. Yes. WordPress I will give you credit for letting me use your site. You’re welcome.
Your welcome WordPress because once in a while I get that amazing comment that makes it all worthwhile to write my little bitty story. I mean little because so many of you out there have had a harder life than mine. So commenters, I am grateful you stopped by. Really. I am .
Facebook has become another interesting tool I utilize to pass on my writings. I find a great group of folks that make the effort to read my work. Maybe you are just nosy to see what I am up to. That’s ok. I am sharing the following photo to make you wonder.
As of today, I am nursing a horrific cold. I slept twelve hours last night. How does anyone do that? I thought only the dead. Wait that sleep is way longer. In any regard, I woke up with this blog post in mind and I am ripping it out for all to read. WordPress this ones for you. I even have some nice photos to let you know how much you mean to me?
Enough bashing WP because you see I get those comments that once in a while rock my boat. I can look around and realize it is not the end just yet. I see a beginning just over the horizon. I hope you do too.
Life is not all about the unusual . It is about the ordinary because basically we are all mostly just that. Sometimes we get to see something special. For example, watching a mama bird teach her baby. I don’t know. That seems really special.
Well unless it is just a crow following along for fun. Seriously I do not think so. But you be the judge. I am done judging. I am living.