Today I got my first piece of fan mail! This is amazing. I started this blog because of all the awkward situations that first year of widowhood. Who knew anyone else would even read the words. It didn't matter. It mattered that I got things off my chest.
Somehow blogging is now my hobby. (Secretly, I always wanted to keep a diary but it never lasted more than two weeks). Why it is sticking now is beyond my thinking. I was always encouraged by one of my favorite bloggers, The Misadventures of Widowhood. She still leaves a comment every day. Through her I've met a great group of widow bloggers whom I follow and read every day. I've become friendly with them outside of blogging (email and Facebook and online games).
To receive a complimentary email from a total stranger has just made my day! My year!! Nothing short of another grandchild! Thank you Judy from Venice.
How cool is that!
ReplyDeleteI think blogging is different than diary keeping (I've done both for many years) because you diary can't give you feedback and with a blog there is always that possibility..
I guess I was not anticipating feedback. But I like it!
DeleteThanks. Your blog has made my week and I intend to keep reading.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy your trip.
Judy from Venice, Sarasota and Ottawa!
What a thing to stumble onto when you are NOT a widow! If your friends ever want to talk (email), I am open to that. I know it sure helped me to learn maybe I wasn't crazy ....
DeleteI have kept journals since 1975--but my blog is my best friend and for the reasons Jean listed--the feedback. I probably would get feedback from someone reading my journal, but who would I show it too..and if a family member, well...I don't even want to think what they'd say. YAY for you!!!
ReplyDeleteSo far, I haven't gotten into too much trouble with blogging about my personal life. Stay tuned! I'm really not talking to make friends ... I'm blogging to help my mental state!!
DeleteIt's amazing the friends you make when you tell it like it is. So nice that we can cheer you on!
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