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That’s a tough question. A very tough question. Because I’m pretty sure before I learned to talk, I learned poetry. My mom was, and still is, an avid reader. She read to me since birth. As I’ve often blogged about her, she’s instilled my love of words. I’m fairly certain that I recognized poetry and prose long before I “knew” anything about them.
I can’t be sure that I correctly recall the first poem I ever memorized, but The Itsy Bitsy Spider comes to mind. That, and perhaps any rhyme from Winnie the Pooh.
And Dr. Seuss. Dr. Seuss rocks! I grew up on The Cat in the Hat, and loved loved LOVED when Mom would read to us from The Cat in the Hat’s Dictionary.
Once on a weekend afternoon, Mom was busy in the kitchen (another love she shared with me!), so my brother and I asked Dad to read to us from the Dictionary.
Poor Dad! He gave up after five minutes, because my brother and I kept telling him, “Make the voices like Mom does,” “That’s not how Mom reads it,” and “You’re doing it wrong.” I can see the frustration on his face. He tried, he really did; but a deep man’s voice can’t compete with a soft mother’s inflections when it comes to the imagination of two young children.
And while I still can’t be sure what the first poem I memorized was, this prompt certainly brought back fond family memories.
And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!
Happy Anniversary! Or, Happy Birthday! Whatever you want to call it, HAPPY CELEBRATION!
It’s been a year – a whole year! – since I first started this blog. What started out as my take on staying Christian in the single/dating world, has turned into “Frankly, My Dear…”: my blog about me.
We’ve gone through some growing pains and growth spurts. I’ve changed and revamped and finally settled on what I think is a working formula: Faith, Family, Food, and Fun.
It’s because of you, my encouraging readers, that I keep at it. Because of your touching comments, your great suggestions, your push to keep going.
And I just want to thank you. Without knowing what I was capable of, without the great support of so many, I wouldn’t have known my own worth.
So thank you.
This cake’s for YOU.
And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!
Yesterday I received a comment from an unknown person to a post I wrote about a month ago. I was really hesitant whether or not to “approve” the comment for posting, because the writer seemed a bit inflammatory, the comment seemed like it was baiting me for feedback, to be defensive.
And while I wanted to delete the comment, or defend my writing, I chose to do neither. As a writer, I’m obviously a proponent of free speech. Just because I don’t agree with what someone says, doesn’t mean they don’t have the right to say it, even on my own blog.
Now, obviously I’m not going to allow abusive or profane remarks. This one was neither. It was someone who disagreed with, and perhaps misinterpreted, what I said. That’s okay, too.
What kind of writer would I be if I didn’t accept a little criticism now and then? My blog is just that: my postings of my feelings, my thoughts, my world. What kind of self-centered person would I be if I only kept it to myself? How does that fulfill my goal of being an accepted writer? And just as my blog is mine, others’ comments are theirs. Who am I to belittle their thoughts, their feelings?
On the other hand, leaving a comment for the sake of stirring things up is pretty… well, it’s ridiculous. So after re-reading what that person wrote, I deleted it after all.
It’s not that I don’t want others to have their say. It’s that my blog is not gonna be their playground for pushing and shoving. And that’s exactly what it felt like. This person was trying to instigate conflict.
And to that, I say, no thank you.
I can find a buzillion better uses for my time, my efforts, and my blog.
And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!
On the heels of the other post for today, the one about the negative comment, this one takes the other end of the spectrum completely:
I got this great comment from Danette Lynn at Bonbonspourlesyeux (don’t worry, I’ve never tried to pronounce it correctly, either): “Hi there. I have nominated you for the Very Inspirational Blogger award. I like your work and feel it is deserving of even more recognition. I guess the rules are, list seven things about yourself and nominate other bloggers that you feel are deserving of the award. Keep up the good work.”
Dani is a great blogger, very creative. She has her blog as listed above, and she’s also a wedding officiant and runs a blog on the stories she gets from that occupation. It’s pretty hilarious at times!
So I’m very honored to accept this award and here are my Seven Things About Me:
1. I have two and a half cats. Dot has two and a half cats. As you can hopefully surmise, the two halves make a whole whom we share.
2. I have never wanted to be anything other than a writer. There have been times when I’ve wanted other careers, or wanted new experiences, but only so that I could write a best seller about them.
3. My mom is my best friend who I’m related to.
4. My best friend that I’m not related to is very much like my mom. And she tells me I’m very much like her mom. And our daughters are very similar as well. We were all made to be friends. Together. It’s one of the most amazing friendships I’ve ever had.
5. I wish I could dance. Really dance, like in the Step Up movies that Dot loves so much.
6. I could have been a great opera singer, but I have stage fright and choke when anyone looks at me.
7. I ramble. A lot. I make much more sense in writing than when I’m speaking. It is by the grace of God that my family and friends can interpret what I say on a regular basis.
And now for my nominations for the blogs that inspire me:
1. … so this is love … by Casey and Jenn.
2. Doodles and Jots by Ann.
3. Quiet MOM-ents and MOM-enclature, both by Andrea.
4. Frommyheart2urs by Ariel.
5. A Divine Walk by Charlene, who also runs The Babbling Baby.
They really do inspire me. And I hope they do the same for you.
NOLA, by Molly Jo Realy
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