A little mood music while you read …

The feedback I have gotten about continuing on this blogging journey has been incredible. Thanks to all of you who love me for who I am and don’t want me to change anything.

It got me thinking about the number one comment that was made about this blog and about the author … moi.

“You’re real.”

What does that even me?

To me, being “real” means just being yourself with no pretense, then calling things like you see them.

The realness part of me is the part that gets me into trouble because of the fact that “real” people lack filters.

One of my very best friends in the world said this to me yesterday, “You say what we’re all thinking.”

I get that. I can accept that. It’s probably true.

Another friend said, “I relate to you because you don’t use flowery language or try to sugar-coat everything. You tell it like it is. And, when I read your reaction to something, it’s a reaction I would have and not some super-spiritual thing that I don’t even understand.”

I’ve been thinking about all the comments and emails and Facebook messages … several which spoke to me tremendously.

I don’t think God is really concerned about whether I write this blog or not because this blog does not take any time away from my family or life in general. I really think He’s leaving this choice up to me and He’ll love me the same whether I write a post about biscuits or my lack of holiness.

It is MY place. It is for MY opinion. It is for MY thoughts.

And, ultimately, it is really for MY children … to leave them with something that they can go to always to know who their mother is or was and to document a lifetime of memories. That’s it. That’s what it is.

So, really, it would be quite cowardly and selfish for me to quit because of someone else or not write from my heart. (And, you can always not read or unsubscribe if you don’t like what I say, right?)

Ces’t tout. (Translation: That’s all.)

One question: What makes one person “real” and another person not?