But let's be doubly honest here: I have never been that girl, and I did not grow into that woman. I have always been taught, through books and media and the church and my family and every grown up I've ever met, that women are supposed to be soft, gentle, whispering doves passing along wisdom with a faint handshake and a slight smile. So there it sat, an open tab on my browser, waiting for names and thoughts and ideas to pour like rain into my head and come out through my fingertips- but it didn't happen. There is no "come back to this part later" option. And that was my biggest obstacle: if I couldn't name the blog, I couldn't write the blog. But every time I sat in front of my computer with my hands poised over the keys, I couldn't find the few simple words it would take to just name the thing. There wasn't a day that went by that I didn't think, "when I get home from work today, I'm starting that blog." And I had good intentions, I swear.
It is not a stretch to say that this blog took just about forever to name in fact, I think it might be close to something like three months if I'm being honest.
0 kommentar(er)
