So here I am late at night, well it’s 10:30 -late for me. This is the first time I’ve let the blog get this close to the wire without having something prepared for 7am post time. A lot of things have been on my mind today, but I’ve also had a very busy day. At writing group tonight I was asked why I blog. “Why do you put yourself through it?” Someone asked. I didn’t have a good answer to give in the moment. We went on to talk about privacy and the importance of it. I have been known to spew my stuff to whoever’s closest. I have also tried to be more private and be discerning of who is trustworthy. I try to abstain from complaining as much as possible. But for whatever reason I have chosen to come here and let my stuff hang out. When I read non-fiction I connect with the authors. I have written emails to those writers who have inspired me and introduced me to a new perspective. Maybe that’s what I’m trying to do here. I think I will continue doing it because I love it and (like I read in Bridget Asher’s blog) the positive feedback feels good. One person saying they are inspired by what they read here is worth far more than 10 people saying I suck (or whatever else). I am rethinking the way I present my blog. I no longer plan to post on Facebook for those of you who arrive here via that. I have decided that if someone is meant to find me, they will. I’m not going to hang the sign out any longer.
Now to get to the reason this post is titled “A Love Song.” When I woke up this morning I checked Twitter and there was a re-tweet from @heavywhisper that posted a song and said something about taking away their man card for liking the song. Well of course it sparked my curiousity and I had to listen. I remember the song, but never really listened to it. The lyrics are beautiful and you could even interpret it as a love song to God or at least in honor of God. So I wanted to post it here because it touched my soul.