I was going to post about something else today, but this seemed more pressing.
This whole blogging thing is really tough. Putting yourself, your story, your thoughts out there for the world to see (and judge) or ignore entirely is terrifying. Maybe it’s because I’m a semi-private person. Maybe it’s because I seek approval. Either way, this forum for writing is something that scares me. It’s much easier to write something that will never be seen than to post it, proclaiming “Look! I have something to say and I think it’s worth sharing!” The fear lingers, what if it’s not?
I started this blog because I have a vision of connecting people over a common struggle. Modern womanhood is confusing— you can pursue your career and be criticized, you can create a family and be criticized, you can do both and be criticized… It requires a boldness to live without regard for what others think. As a culture we are constantly putting up walls through our labels, such as “stay-at-home-mom” or “career woman”, “modern” or “traditional”, when in reality we are all infinitely more complex than our status.
For many of us, life is comprised of seasons— of living in a particular place or playing a certain role. It can be difficult to accept your current season when you’re longing for something else, much less cherish your time and learn from it. That’s my goal: to find ways to be content in the here and now while still retaining hopes and dreams for the future. I don’t have all the answers. I’m not the first person to ever ask these questions.
But I do think that discussion is worthwhile. It can lighten the burden and foster a sense of community.
So while there are days when I feel like this is just a silly project, I remind myself that sharing— even at the risk of embarrassing myself— is ultimately going to do so much more to connect and encourage than keeping quiet.