I had the idea to check in today because I haven’t for awhile. But I know what it is like to have a blog I follow and for it to disappear, and it’s like a voice I was looking for and had found was suddenly gone. I think that’s the beauty of social media; not that people come and go, but that you can find someone whose thoughts you find resonate with some of your own, and that you can’t always find in the people you meet. Actually, if you met me on the streets, you may not even think I’m the same person, like one of my friends who I knew in real life that read something I wrote one day and couldn’t believe it. It’s funny! I wasn’t offended. I don’t speak as clearly as I write somehow. There is something about the paper and the slower pace that allows my soul to speak directly. It’s the best of me that you are getting on the page.
I love to write. I really do. And love to see when something I’ve said motivates another. It’s like my own mission I feel I have been given. It comes as a surprise because I wouldn’t have even been able to tell you what I actually thought about anything 20 years ago. It’s been a combination of philosophy courses, mentoring, and prayer that have lead me down this path of self-discovery. And in a way, a writer needs an audience. So you may look for my voice, but I look for your presence, to know that what I’m saying is important to you. We are mutually helping each other. And unlike people who don’t read me save a very few, you know me best, as I want to be known, so thank you.