Not too long ago I was talking with a friend about the internet and we came upon the subject of blogging. My friend didn’t know that I have a blog and she made a comment that she didn’t understand why on earth people would want to read about the daily activities of people they don’t even know.  The concept made no sense to her.  It then occurred to her that I might have a blog myself, since I was talking about blogging so enthusiastically.  “I hope you don’t have a blog!” she said apologetically, “I mean, no offense or anything.  I just don’t get it!”

It got me thinking about why I love this whole blogging thing.  Why I love writing a blog and why I love reading other people’s blogs. There is something about this community of people who love to write.  I love reading a well written piece by a fellow mom describing experiences I’ve had myself and feelings that most moms have.  I love reading posts by people who I would never know in “real” life and hearing about life experiences that I will never have right from the mouth of the person who is experiencing them.  I love adding my own experiences to the mix and hoping that someone will be moved by reading what I have to say or simply nod their heads in solidarity.  I know it’s not for everyone. I know many people don’t understand it and that’s ok.  I don’t know how long this will last for me or if blogging will always be around the way it is now or in the same format. But I’m enjoying it the way it is right now.  And I really appreciate all of you who come here to read what I have to say.