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Why do I write this looney blog anyway???

I sometimes wonder what people think about all the goofy stuff I put on this blog. "Why on earth does she share this stuff with the world????"  Well, that is a reasonable question.  There are a couple of reasons.

1) I am on a quest to be more vulnerable.  I want people to know that I am human, that like everyone else, I have good days, and crummy days, and lots of struggles.  I share them because, I feel like, maybe if I allow myself to be vulnerable, maybe it will help someone else with a similar struggle reach out to someone they trust.

2) I would like to be more approachable. My experience has been, that when people connect with you on facebook, or read my blog, they are more apt to come up and say hello.  I like that.  Meeting people in my community is cool, and I am not always very approachable-- hurried, screaming kids, etc...

3) I want a place to store all of these goofy life stories.  I wouldn't necessarily write them down in a journal, I can't stick them in a scrapbook, so I figure, eventually I will print a book of these.... and someday when I am long gone, my kids can recount funny stories about our family life-- to their grandchildren.  They will be able to remember me as a person, not just as a picture.

4) I am trying to stretch myself and grow, in lots of ways.  It is nice to be able to look back and see where I have made progress, or where I still struggle.

Somehow I just felt like it might at the very least be entertaining, at it's best inspire a smile, and maybe, just maybe, it would help someone who is feeling crummy.

That's all I have to say about that.

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