Going to hit the road in a few minutes. I have one stop to make, at the Southside Farmers Market to pick up some of that wonderful bread made by that articulate writer, and this totally terrific hand cream made at home called " Country Honey". Besides smelling divine, it is the best stuff I have ever smeared on.
I'm headed home to Kentucky for the monthly gathering of my clan. My mother has several out of town guests staying with her. Including my brother from NYC and my Aunt from Florida. It will be a wonderful dinner tomorrow. My Mother is always so animated and happy when she is surrounded by her family. It is a joyous occasion.
I am struggling (again) with the boundaries I must set while writing this blog. I think it is imperative that I protect and respect the privacy of not only my family, but the people I come in contact with on a daily basis.
My life feels like I am in the middle of the spider web and all my experiences and the people who are part of them, instigate them, inspire them, are the webbing that reaches out far into the universe. No telling how far out they reach...can reach.
Yet, this is my history. I think all these personal blogs are our written history. Maybe polished a bit, certainly embellished a little, but they are ours and only ours. They would be less engaging and charming unless they include all those characters who come in and out of our lives on a daily basis. And also, those who are here to stay.
Those who are here to stay, like the Husband, who I promised never to make him look bad in any way on these pages. Some of the funniest, most gut splitting antics are not included here, not because they would make him look bad, but because I think it would upset him. He tends to think this lowly blog is read by millions...hahahah!!!
This is my history and it should include the downs with the ups.
Even if I change the names to protect the guilty.
So, I am going to mull things over during this trip down South to home. I am having the most vivid, sad dreams about certain things that are going on in my life at this moment, this place in time in a very difficult struggle with my daughter.
On well, what is life if it isn't interesting?
4 comments:
Have a fantastic trip home!
I miss the days when I knew no one and could write without repercussion. But, I don't miss it enough to start up anonymously some where else. So...I do what I have to.
Have a safe and wonderful trip. There's something about going home to family that always makes a life review almost mandatory. Good luck sorting it all out
Yeah ~ whatever happened to the seductive anonymity of the blog? ;D
I know I too am very circumspect when writing about people in my life. I think it's important to respect their privacy. It's not just my story, it's their's as well and not everyone's comfortable with life lived on the web.
Enjoy the gathering of the clan! It's especially great if you're driving; always an excellent opportunity to muse about life, love and family to the rhythm of the music and the road.
Have a great and safe trip home. I know what you mean about struggling with what to reveal on the web; I share that with you.
Judi
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