I am a private person. There are a handful of people that know me, I mean really KNOW me. Though I am an expert at analyzing myself to death, there are very few individuals that I will take to that level with me. So, the mere thought of typing my innermost thoughts and feelings and struggles on a page for anyone with internet access to read makes me cringe. In fact, the first blog that I wrote probably would still not be up yet if I hadn’t been “deadlined” into having it posted…thanks, Jeff. 🙂
See, I love to write and have always found it therapeutic to process through writing, but it takes me a while to get to the point at which my words truly convey my thoughts. And if you know me at all, I would rather say nothing than open my mouth prematurely and have my words ina
ccurately communicate my views. I’m not usually the first to speak up, but when I say something, I have thought it through and mean what I say…I prefer my words to have a purpose and not just fill silence.
The Greek word for truth is “Aletheia,” and the literal meaning of the word is “the state of not being hidden; unconcealed.” I don’t want to hide behind a facade and don’t want to sugar coat things for you. I’ve conceded th
at I need to take a risk and just be transparent with you, with the hopes that you will be able to relate at least on some level. As uncomfortable as it may be, it is my pledge to you to at least once a month make sure I take a break from the “this is where we’ve been and what we’ve been doing” blogs and intentionally write about things from the heart level. So, if you’re up for a little soul-baring from a middle class midwest gal from the US, I invite you to join me as I scream, cry, and laugh my way through the race via my S.O.S. blogs.
