The one that started it all

So, I’m thinking that now is the time to start seriously debating my rules of engagement for this newfangled blog thing we have going on here. I’m taking notes from the Wondrous Being of Light and Splendor (AKA Heather from dooce.com) and her realization, after starting her blog, that boundaries need to be created right away. I have some emotional issues with separation and I have a good feeling that it would greatly sadden me to realize that some number of years ago I wrote some stuff that I need to throw away today, for one reason or another. Not making sense? Here’s an applicable example: I found myself in a slightly less than medium-level of emotional turmoil when I made the day-crushing realization (many years ago) that I needed to throw away a backpack that my mother had given me as part of my making-the-varsity-volleyball-team present. It was a lovely purple JanSport backpack … remember the kind with just a bit of fake leather on the bottom? Do they still make those I wonder? Anyway, I had sewed the ragged thing up I don’t know how many times in an attempt to extend its lifetime and finally I realized that my days as a backpack surgeon were over. I needed to put the backpack to rest. We had been through so much though. Walks outdoors, late nights at the library, games, field trips … we went everywhere together, my backpack and I. Yes, I had an emotional bond with my backpack. Not sure if the feelings were mutual (although I’m sure they were) and therefore, letting my backpack go was very difficult. So difficult in fact that I’ve blocked out all memory of its disposal. Wonder what I did with it….

Anyway, I believe this example proves, at least to myself, that I need to define my boundaries and figure out what I will post and what I won’t. Although …. that’s not much fun, now is it?

Okay, instead of that, I’m going to decide, right here and right now, that all my Titles will have a common theme …. not original but common!

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