Each time I sit down to type out a blog post I worry, just a little, about all the typos/mis-spellings/punctuation errors/weird wordings that are going to pepper my posts. The ones you read about in the rules of blogging “make sure to double-check your spelling, punctuation, blah, blah, blah”. Truthfully, I could let this paralyze me and keep me from pressing the keys or ever getting started, but I don’t. Because I like to write. I may not be the best writer, I may not make you laugh until your side hurts, I may not always leave you with tears in your eyes. But, I’m doing something I love to do.
I’m not perfect, my writing isn’t perfect, it never will be. And, I’m ok with that. Connecting, sharing, enjoying and participating will always, always take priority over perfection.
Just like in real life. I may dream of wearing beautiful dresses, matched with the perfect belt, pretty sandals, darling jewelry, and elegant hair & make-up to match, but in reality you get me in jeans, a t-shirt, sneakers and the same necklace I’ve worn everyday for the past 1.5 years. It is what it is, I am who I am. There will be days when I’m better (when I choose to put on a skirt) and days when I’m not (when I stay in sweats all day) and I’m not apologizing for either.
That may be one of the worst analogies I’ve ever used – I’m rolling with it.
If you’re reading my blog then you’re reading it for me. The real me, the one who makes mistakes (lots of them), questions things (always) and is trying each day to be a little more true and a little more intentional. So, please, be forgiving of my misplaced comma and keep on stopping by.