| Saturday, January 20, 2007 |
| Wearing my heart on my sleeve |
I was on TV last Tuesday.
Not that it was the first time (vain, aren't i?)
But this is not acting
It was me
Raw
"Naked"
What started as a little vent for me to
Air my views,
Release my frustrations
Share my joys and sorrows
Came under the microscope
My little world
Suddenly opened
For all who chose, to see
My feelings
So personal,
Suddenly became public knowledge.
I know, once you put something on line
In the blog
You are opened to others'
Voyeurism
Curiosity
Judgement
I know that
Even told the girls that...
But I guess I didn't expect my blog
To be read at all
Except by those
near and dear to me
I mean, who wants to
Read
a middle-aged woman's
Ranting and Raving?
Will I still put up what I did
On my blog?
Now that I know there are people
Who do blog-hop?
Hmmm....
Yes
Our lives are open books
If I don't want people to
Know about something
I'd probably won't
Blog about it
Altogether
But I blog with my heart
& a release
For many times I end
More positively
than I did
When I started the entry
& I hope
Those who read my blog
would also be
Refreshed
Encouraged
Even
Uplifted
It's not fairy-tale story-telling
So my entries do not have
Fairy-tale endings
But it helps me
To renew my faith
& I hope it does the same
to whoever reads my blog too.
and yes
I will
Still
Wear my heart on my sleeve.
A major character flaw
But that's
me. |
posted by charisMA @ 3:28 PM  |
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