How does this happen? How did I go from someone curious about writing a blog to a person checking the analytics board? I think I’ve shifted from just writing to being concerned about whether anyone reads this or not. Until today, I’ve avoided reading other blogs out of fear of trying to compare myself to them. I know I’m not a writer like some of the bloggers out there, but I still have old English teachers correcting me in my head. Actually this experience is consistent with a shift I’ve noticed since I began writing this.
Initially I thought this experience was going to focus on my experience with my sons. While it continues to be the trigger for my thoughts, it has unleashed a torrent of memories of my own childhood. So I struggle at times with how much to delve into my own past and how much to stay in the present.
I think I have to expand my definition of this blog to include my experience of the present moment along with my associations to the past.