BLOGGERS

This whole blog thing has remained strangely elusive to me, until quite recently.  I started browsing.  Blogging, it seems, is very intimate.  There's a site for my graduating class, links to a variety of alumni blogs and I'm suddenly seeing the memories and substance of all my ex-classmates.  You almost feel like you're spying in somebody's living room window, with all the personal information people post.

Mine has been fairly impersonal and vague, as I'm unsure who would be reading about me and my family.  God forbid some psychopath is out there browsing . . . . Then again, I live with three husky men.  Not much to worry about.

The point:  Through my quick little browsing episode, I discovered something.  You know, in high school, we do the whole segregation thing.  You kick it with the people who you feel understand you.  Then again, in our late teenage years we define ourselves by our music, clothing and personality types.  Ironically, every blog had a common thread that was both intense and beautiful.  Families.  Pictures of kids eating this, jumping over that, couples embracing and delightful little paragraphs about the love that they had for each other.  The physicality has changed, and these people only resemble their teenage selves, at best, and to be honest, most of them are complete strangers to me.  

You realize as life progresses, that very few people truly understand the inner workings of your heart or your mind.  Mine has always been cloaked in a shell of cynicism and resentment.  That's neither an act, nor a facade, but actually a mixture of humor and pure annoyance with the shortcomings of humanity.  Ultimately, I'm just another softie who loves to love and gets an enormous kick out of life.  

I have to say, I'm impressed with my co-graduates.  None of them have won the Pulitzer (That I know of), nor established a new equivalent of the Peace Corp. (That I know of), but they seem like truly decent people, with strong family values and gorgeous kids.  I must say, I feel like the odd one out with these teenage boys, but I wouldn't trade them for all the adorable toddlers in the world.  

So now, I am diving headfirst into the world of blogging, so that when we do have a couple little rolly-pollies of our own, they can look back and see the purely human side of their obnoxious domineering mother and their amazingly sweet-stern father.  I too happen to be madly in love with my family and I feel so blessed I could spit cherries.  

Trust me, you will see my skeptical, spiteful side, as she deserves her moments in the sun.  Hopefully Rob will post, because he's the light at the end of the tunnel kind of guy.  

Anyhow, thanks to all you strangers for redeeming my hope in humanity, at least for today. ;)

Mia