I had plenty of initial ideas:
- The book I am reading on poverty and the church. Can we help? How? Do we hurt? How?
- My ravenous rate of reading the past week or so.
- My inability to read Non-fiction with fervor.
- Visiting 80 some year old grandparents and realizing the frailty of life.
- Researching my family history and the quest it has started in me.
- My double life: Indiana and Ohio
- Traveling with your parents
- Starting Graduate school
- How to forgive and overcome when a friend hurts you deeply.
Alas, none of these topics were (or are) fully developed in my mind or heart yet. I guess, like a fine wine, I should let them age a bit.
Instead, I began reading some posts by my fellow "bloggers". I wanted to comment, but for some reason every time I try to comment on a post, I sign in, complete the word verification and then get kicked right back to the log in screen again. This is what I know for sure: Technology is wonderful, useful, practical, progressive and yet if fallible.
So, here are my comments (I'll get the best of you, blogger.com)
Ruth: I'll be over soon! What flavors should I bring???
Ann: I liked the way you talked about erasing. I always have a moment every summer where I catch myself complaining about the heat (I dislike the extreme cold and heat very much) and feel ashamed, because my complaints a few months earlier were about the cold. The grass is always greener, right?
Bria: First, are you posting every day? My goal is to slice daily in July. We will see. Maybe you can hold me to it! I don't know the background of these three latest posts. But, I love how each of them holds mystery about different topics. I was particularly struck by "disconnected". I chuckled to myself this past week to watch my parents check their blackberries constantly. These, the people who less than a year ago didn't want a cell phone because "then we will be tied to it all the time". We have a choice. There is an off button.
I guess I did have something(s) to say. Take that, Technology! I will not be stopped (insert evil grin here).