BlogofLyle/Blogophyle

My daughter started keeping a blog recently.  Actually, I guess a couple of my daughters do.  After reading over part of Stephanie's, I have decided to embark on my own blogging venture.  I absolutely loved Steph's entries...the thoughtful approach to life and living...the profound insights she shared...the caring and love manifest in her words...the readability and worthwhileness of it all.  If she continues as she has commenced, it will be a great blessing to her and the people in her life.  It has already blessed mine.

Characteristically, I worry.  My thoughts and writing won't be nearly as good or interesting or well-done as hers.  Also, I worry that it will require too much time, or rather that I will invest too much of my time in the process...or too little.  How foolish of me to think and feel so, but there it is.  I will move forward and try to get over such selfish concerns.

I started visiting my kids' Facebook pages a couple of months ago, and enjoy it a lot.  Especially the photos.  I find the text entries to be too cryptic and brief for my liking.  What Steph and Em have done with their blogs is much more appealing to me.  I think that Facebook tends to keep us connected, but blog entries make the connections more profound and meaningful.  My interest in my family's monthly newsletter is due to a desire to pursue both of these levels of connection; unfortunately, the participation is less than I would like to see.  Perhaps the blog is better, since it's so individual and personal and yet readily share-able.

In the spirit of a new year, and thanks to the encouraging example of some very dear people in my life, I submit this first entry.