I feel as if my blog is an abandoned home with dust covers on all the furniture and all the windows have been shut tight. I’m walking into it now, flinging off the musty, dusty covers and opening up the windows to let some air in.
I sincerely hope the air that comes in will clear the air, so to speak.
How’s It Going?
I wonder if it’s possible to revive an old blog once it’s been left abandoned for so long. I hear from a few of you from time to time. When the stars aligned and there was a large group of us being active bloggers, we put our opinions out there, respected each other’s viewpoints, and more often than not—simply traded a lovely, respectful back and forth dialogue.
It was fun.
Most of us, at least the bloggers’ “homes” I visited, visited mine back. We may not have always agreed, but that didn’t matter. We were virtual friends and we acted as if we could remain so, despite the fact that we didn’t always agree.
After all, it’d be a pretty boring place if we all agreed on everything, wouldn’t it? Then many of us stopped.
I wonder why that is. Is it because our attention spans have shortened? Did life get in the way? Have we really and finally relegated our thoughts into a whopping 240 words of top-of-mind diatribes?
Happy frustration and how’s it going?
Santa, Sanity and Sugar
So, it’s the time of year when we begin to try and feel better about life. Hopefully, we can stop getting upset over everything and remember that we’re all in this together. Since we’re sharing this planet, it’s imperative that we really put forth the effort of being kind instead of being intolerant, angry, frustrated and anxious about well, LIFE. Because life is life—full of ups, downs, this, that, you, me, them, us and everything in between. We can stomp and scream and not budge, but life will go on its merry way despite all of it. Life ticks by, the same for all of us.
Trust me, I tell myself this often, so I’m stating this not just for you, but for me as well. My metaphorical blog house is an inspiring place for me and I hope, for you.
We’re offered, each and every day, an opportunity to empathize and to stop for a moment to truly try and put ourselves in another’s shoes. Try not to judge too quickly or too harshly. Look at life through another’s eyes and maybe, just maybe, gain a sliver of understanding and exhale. Just for a little while, let’s turn on the sappy music and believe in Santa and all the magical stuff that we did when we were innocent.
I believe in the magic of the season and I believe we can embrace the goodness of the holiday spirit. I firmly, sincerely, always have and always will believe there’s more good than bad and that we are more alike than we are different.
Now, I’m baking some chocolate chip cookies in my blog house. Can you smell them? There’s some Christmas music playing, the fire’s going and there’s popcorn, ice cream and a great selection of movies and books. I have white wine, red wine, hot chocolate, coffee and other drinks. I’m having a glass of perfect white Sancerre (it’s after 5 at my blog house) and I’m raising my glass to you and saying: This is me. Here I am. Welcome to my home.
Santa is stopping by in a couple of hours and he’s ready to listen to what you want for Christmas. If you’d like to bring a dish, feel free to do so and let me know what it would be. Heck, share the recipe if you’d like. Describe your blog house.
It’s safe, warm and happy—only good, positive stuff here.