Why do I write?
And why do I write a blog?
I feel most comfortable expressing myself through written word rather than through verbal expression.
I write to voice my inner thoughts, my ideas, without being the center of attention.
I write to connect with other people. I want to commune with others without it feeling contrived or sappy.
I write to express my authentic self in a deliberate, planned fashion.
I write because I want to know the creative struggles of others and be honest about mine.
I write about my experiences of the day to day of living, of mothering, of being a wife, daughter, sister, friend, of how the housework gets done, the dinners get made, the dishes get cleaned, the yard work gets done, yet how I strive to find the beautiful, the creative, the sacred in all of it or at least some of it, and I want to connect with others and see how their life gets expressed, to learn about their struggles and triumphs.
Sometimes my reasons are jumbled, unclear, and I hope to bring clarity with the deliberate action of writing.