Eventually I began using my blog as a platform to talk about Compassion International ~ the child sponsorship ministry we support. Compassion blogger trips like the one I mentioned in my last post were starting up, and I had this warped dream of becoming a Compassion blogger. Then I realized they were taking bloggers who had hundreds of hits each day. That pretty much nixed my chances (I get excited when my stats go over 25 on any given day). I also realized that they wouldn't like choose someone who already wrote a lot about Compassion - they would want an audience they could teach.
But I digress.
Every now and then I wonder what I'm doing in this ocean of bloggers. Why do I bother? In talking with a friend today it occurred to me that I really like to write.
Believe me, I'm not delusional in thinking I'm a good writer, but I do know that becoming better takes practice. I enjoy writing, and through blogging I've enjoyed seeing myself grow as a writer. It's therapeutic for me - in the same way that learning to play a piece on the violin is.
I'll never be a fabulous blogger. I'll never be a concert violinist or famous violin teacher. I'll never be the child advocate that everyone listens to. I'll never be a perfect wife or mother.
I'm ok with that. I'm ok being just a blogger, a violinist, a violin teacher, a child advocate, a wife and a mother. I'm doing my best ~ learning and growing each day.
Why do you blog?