Guest Post by Karla from Looking Towards Heaven
That title has nothing to do with my post topic. But here I am at the last minute racing to Megan's to get a post up for her. She may just wish that I had procrastinated a little longer.
Just like a few others who have come before me, I find myself perplexed by the fact that I am writing on Megan's blog… What was I thinking when I volunteered for this! I am hardly qualified. Writing has never been my strong point. I have a hard enough time talking in a cohesive manner, let alone writing it out in a way that won‘t make the reader‘s head want to explode.
I have an almost obsessive overuse of the ellipse. I do find it appropriate; my mind tends to trail off like that anyway. Really, it is the perfect punctuation for me. I also have a tendency to put commas in all of the wrong places or forget them all together. (and if TypePad were my blog host I'd be wearin' that "strikethrough" button out!)
My writing could be torn apart: it’s not witty enough, it’s not thought-provoking enough, it’s not ground-breaking or profound.
But that is me. And, oddly enough, I have discovered that people like that part of me. Sure, there are the (many many many) people who run from my blog screaming in horror. But there are also many that have continued to come and observe my quirks and have even reached out and struck up a friendship in spite of those same quirks.
So it is, with this odd thing called blogging. Who would have thought that such a thing could have such an impact on so many lives. Many women are finding their voices through blogging. Many are reaching out of their comfort zones and opening up about issues that they have been ashamed to vocalize to anyone else. I certainly don’t want to exaggerate it to mystical proportions, but blogs have become so much more than I think anyone could have anticipated.
For 7 years, my brother-in-law had been after me to start a blog. I’d shake my head and think “what a silly silly man you are. How is that even remotely enjoyable.”
Little did I know.
So, while people may stumble across my blog and immediately pass it by, I know that blogging has made it’s mark on me. It is my story and my life and my handprint that will be left behind when I am long gone. Even if no one else notices it.
Take notice of Karla over at Looking Towards Heaven. You'll be glad you did.