I may not always agree with Ann Landers or her sister, but one thing I feel their advice has done is given me a glimpse of who they are personally. I always figure if you REALLY want to know someone, ask their opinion on something. You could find many things: they could be/possess: compassion, diplomat, sarcasm, seriousness, wisdom, unethical, joyful, pessimist, optimist, patient, insensitive, intelligent, way off (from my way of thinking), or right on the nose, etc., etc., etc.
I have always meant for my blog to be my personal journal. I don't write, nor scrapbook, or record myself. Publishing my blog in a book is all my kids will have of me when I am gone. I really want my kids to have a sense of who I am so they know where they come from. Whether they agree with my thoughts or not, I want them to know how strong my convictions are to me. I can do that by putting up thousands of pictures (since they say a thousand words), but even more importantly, I feel the need to really delve into my heart, my ideas, my personal opinions, myself. That to me is worth even more than a photograph. I feel I have done this a few times with some of my posts. That's where I have felt the real 'me' has come through. I can process some things in writing that can never seem to make it eloquently off my tongue and past my lips.
So, I am going to you (my blog readers) to help me out. What are some topics that would be good for me to write about? They could be heartfelt, journal entry related material, totally freakishly odd things (which seem to come more natural for me), or just ask my opinion on something. I'll take your comments and emails and randomly do posts about them. Not so much to be a 'Dear Jen' psychiatrist, but to help my family and children know more about me, and through writing, more than anything, I learn more about myself. It's usually through someone else's questions to me which cause me to ponder things, some of which I blog about, so I am safe to say my ideas and inspiration come best from you.
One of the great joys of kids...you get to re-live your own glory days. With Brynna's vision and partial blindness she is unable to do sports. If she were to receive trauma to her other eye she would be totally blind. Luckily for her, she's not into sports. She was so excited to try out for cheer and worked extra hard at it. She was even going as far as to use my pom poms from the early 90's for practice. Anyone remember those? They are heavy and ginormous. But notice her little arms in the picture...getting all tone and buff. (:
As I watched her cheer in her first game last night, I thought of my 8th grade year of cheer. I also had the skinniest legs and arms, was smiling from ear to ear, was daydreaming about the boys I was cheering for, and loved every minute of it. As I sat in the crowd, it's still so much of who I am. I can't help but yell and scream for the team and players. (It's also given me a fantastic 'mom' voice) These years for Brynna will develop much of who she is and provide some of the best times and adventures of her life and I am thrilled to still be a cheerleader, HER cheerleader from the sidelines.
