Wednesday, April 13, 2011

umm, yeah...

i care.

about most things, i care too much. about most things, i wish i cared less. about some things, i feel like i should care more, but know i never will.

i care about my family, my friends, and yes, my pets (too much probably).

i care about our country, but  not enough to follow world news and politics (i'll admit it; it either: bores me, confuses me, saddens me, or a combination of some or all of the aforementioned).

i care about my work. i love my families. i've laughed with them at their stories, cried tears of sorrow with them over death, and tears of joy over interventions.

i care about what people think about me. too much. not as much as i used to, but more than i wished that i did.

it is this obsessing over what you think about what i may say here caring that has frozen this blog. i felt that the few posted i had written where actually worth saying, saying somewhat well, and saying from me. i got great feedback in person. many were touched and enjoyed it.

and then the juice ran dry.

nothing seemed to compare to the other posts. and i worried cared about what others would think when they read what i considered writing.

and then i remembered: no one reads this anyway. and if they did, they can choose not too.

bottom line: i'm letting go. i'm embracing the power to not care so much about the mundane.

and it feels good!


  1. wow. i do read this :) and i totally relate, old friend. i totally relate. my blog is a bit outdated too...maybe i'll have to see what i have in me to revive it...and just say what i feel. thank you for that!

  2. good - no need to worry about the mundane. besides, whoever is reading this cares to hear you say something. they don't care "what" you're saying, but just that you take the time to say something that they can read (and, thus, stay in touch).

    and if you ever feel like you have nothing important or life-altering to say, that's ok. I rarely talk about important things on my blog. love you!

  3. Thanks ladies--much appreciated ;)

    Bloggerontherun: was lobbying in monkeytown and drove by your old house in Marquette. Yelled and pointed "one if my old BFFs used to live there!"

  4. Just keep writing. Regardles of whether it's read or not, it should be said or expressed.

    And people are reading. Me, specifically. So step your game up or I will go Opelika on you.

  5. i don't care for the "world news" either. jacob laughed at me when we first got married and i would rather watch golden girls or saved by the bell in the morning instead of the Today show. i explained to him that i don't understand about 85% of what they're talking about, and i only get confused. it's good to know i'm not alone! apparently, our parents never made us watch "world news!" love you sister!!