In three and a half years of blogging, somewhat inconsistently, I have written 80 blogs and had about 3600 page views. That is not very much at all. I have had a few comments, mostly from my sister. A good friend wrote a few, too. I had one lengthy comment in Arabic, which I could not not read. I doubt if the person could read what I had written either. I guess I need to delete the comment. It might be a secret message to a spy of some type. I do have an imagination, don't I?
Why do I still blog? The first reason is simple: I enjoy writing! Secondly, it is fun not to be critiqued. Thirdly, I do sometimes find joy in obscurity. Fourthly, it is therapeutic for me to write and focus on positive, joyful things, when many things in life are not so much that way. Finally, I am leaving my footprints behind, though they are ever so light!
I hope my son will someday read what I have written and maybe even share my blog with his children. Just as we would be interested in reading the diary of an ancestor's journey on the Oregon Trail, I hope that they would be interested reading my blog, "A Small Patch of Flowers"! I know I said I "sometimes" find joy in obscurity, but not permanent obscurity, you can be sure!!!
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!
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