I take this little space on the Web personally.
It's sort of like my journal. I try to be respectful and insightful and I put some of myself on the screen every time I sit down to write. What is on my heart is what comes up on the screen. That's the way I roll in blogland.
I enjoy the comments (Here and on facebook) and I like to see when I have a new follower. It's validation, those words of affirmation that I so crave.
The past two posts I've written were about acceptance. And the number of followers dropped by two.
Was it something I said? Really? I know I'm not the funniest. I'm not trying to be. I'm being myself. Sometimes I am funny. (Just ask me, I'll tell you.) Sometimes I'm serious. Sometimes, like today, I'm a Mama with something on my mind.
I guess I can't please all of the people all of the time. I guess accepting people just because they are people is pretty radical. I know it's something I have to work at every single day...because sometimes I roll my eyes so hard it hurts. When I am snarky, I feel so guilty afterward that I resolve to work harder at controlling my tongue and my thoughts.
I don't know what that makes me. I'm just trying to do my best to be a little better every day..a better wife, a better mom, a better friend, a better student, and last but certainly not least...a better than I was yesterday child of God.