I feel right now like I have turned the corner into a dimly lit alley where I fear I maybe should not go. I'm not quite sure how I got here! I cannot see what lies ahead. I just pushed a few buttons and it seems that I have created myself a Blogspot! And already I have been given the identity, Blogger Boggs! That makes me giggle a little!
I'm not even exactly sure what a Blogger is! I have been told over and over again that I should start one. I have been told over and over again that I AM one! And so, apparently, as of this moment, I think I might just be!
What this old girl is hoping for is that this ends up being something like the pink, puffy book full of blank pages and locked with a tiny gold key, hidden in my underwear drawer when I was 12. What this old girl intends is that the stories that are told after the "Dear Diary," salutation are an improvement over the ones that lamented over boys who made fun of me, friends who didn't want me around when the boys who made fun of me were around, and the myriad of ways my mother found to make my life miserable.
Sometimes, when I least expect it, stories bubble up in me that I feel compelled to tell. No one should feel compelled to read them. But if you do, and if they make you feel something you can laugh at, cry with, relate to, or be entertained by...well then...bless your heart! And should that happen, Blogger Boggs will have her own heart blessed as well.
Let's just see what happens!
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