My son, Chris, is my blog master. He helped me get this blog started and continues to mentor me with technical stuff as well as coaching. He told me he never changes a blog. He takes responsibility for what he has written, including blogs he regrets having written. I needed to hear that.
This morning I am thinking about yesterday’s blog on Parenting and Commitment. I don’t think it is a bad blog. I actually agree with it. But there is something untrue about it. I think that it borders on one of my personal boundaries when it comes to sharing ideas. That is, I don’t like to lift up an idea by stomping on those who hold the opposite. Sometimes this is an impossible task. And in trying to stick to the ideal, I end up not sharing my idea at all. I am not sure whose loss that is.
Today I retrieve a crochet hook that I left at a freind’s a few weeks ago. I need it to start crocheting rugs. I have spent hours cutting strips from material I had leftover from quilts I’ve made, connecting these, and rolling these into balls. That is the foundation work. When it comes to blogging, I am still cutting apart old ideas and rolling them into balls.