Most of my life, I have dreamed of writing. I love to write. I have found it to be one of my strengths. In my career, I have used my writing abilities and I am proud of the work I have done.
In relationships, my writing has helped me to communicate especially when I have something difficult to say. Because it is sometimes difficult for me to communicate verbally, the written word has been a tool I have used to express myself to my loved ones.
Sometimes I write letters but never send them. The unsent letters are a way to vent or express my feelings silently. They are also a way to analyze the way I feel before I do or say something I might reqret. Perhaps my personal writing is a crutch but I think of it as cheap therapy!
So one would think that blogging would just be natural for me. I have contemplated blogging for some time now. So why have I been relunctant. One word: Exposure
Exposing my personal feelings to an audience is scary to me. It makes me feel vulnerable. It makes me feel naked!
However, here I am... inspired by one of my dear lifelong friends, I am ready to give it a try. I may start off slow, my blogs may start out impersonal, my audience may be small, but I'm going to give it a try. And with every entry, I hope to grow. With every entry, I hope to find my voice. And ultimately, I hope those who take the time to read my blogs, might find them somewhat entertaining and perhaps be inspired to start their own blog.
And so, let Regiflections begin.
