I would never post anything my kids shouldn’t read. In fact, my writer’s soul wants them to read my posts. I want to share my words with them like I did every day when they were little. My daughters live close by and we talk often on the phone. But my blog posts, especially the stories about them, are special memories set to the speed of light. Yeah, kind of mystical and magical…
“Felda, did you read my blog today?”
She chortles. “I didn’t have time today, sorry.”
“Audra, what did you think of my post today?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t read it. Yet. I’ll read it later. I promise.”
“Heidi, did you like my post?”
I shrug off their indifference and stop asking. It doesn’t matter whether they read it or not, the story is alive on the web. I’ve not used their real names, but they’ll recognize themselves nonetheless. And they will read those posts eventually….
Today, my phone rings.
“Mom, I called to tell you I laughed when I read your blog story.”
How cool is that! I get to make them laugh and they call me to let me know.
I hope everyone has found a way to keep those family stories alive.
Just when I think I’m a goose feather in the wind, I wake up and discover that I’ve become the down in someone’s pillow. I have no idea how this happens, but somehow my writing drifts in the wind and lands on somebody’s head. Luckily, it’s light as a feather.
Thanks to Vikki for nominating me for the Illuminating Blogger Award. I enjoy visiting her blog and her perspective on writing.
The rules for acceptance are:
1. Visit and thank the blogger who nominated you
2. Acknowledge that blogger on your blog and link back
3. Share a random thing about yourself
4. Select five or more nominees and notify them on their blogs.
Copy and paste the award on your blog somewhere.
Here’s my random thing: Once I taught mathematics to students in a psychiatric hospital.
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