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The answer? I don't even know the question

I'm a little afraid to start blogging again.  Not because I'm bad at it.  But because when you start, people start reading.  Then they come back.  And they want to read more. (Hi Mom!)

I read lots of  "professional" blogs, by that I mean people who make their livelihood off their writing, and blogging is one of their platforms.  Their blogs have a cohesive theme, they post at regular intervals, they have fancy web-designers (or talented husbands), and they seem to know what they are writing about.

This won't be that blog.  Last time I dropped out of the blogging world because I couldn't find what I wanted my voice to be.  Do I write about motherhood (at the time I was a full-time stay at home mom)? No, I didn't have all the answers.  Do I write about Christianity/Spiritual things? No, I didn't have all the answers.  Social work/social justice?  I didn't work in the field anymore, and I didn't have all the answers.  Fashion? As mother struggling with her identity, I definitely no longer had any answers to that one.  You're probably noticing a theme here...

In my (dream) world, I like to have all the questions answered before I commit to something.  Now, three months shy of 30, I know you can't have all the answers ahead of time.  That's like cheating on a test.  I have realized, or maybe resigned myself to the fact, that not only do I not know the answers but that I don't even know what the question is some most of the time.

I invite you to "listen in" on my conversations.  I still don't have a theme for this blog.  So it might just end up being a little of everything.  Just like my life.

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