Tomorrow I'm boarding a plane and winging it to Sydney to attend the Digital Parents Conference.
I am so excited and a wee bit nervous. So many new people to meet, experiences to be had, and so much grownup food to be eaten.
I'm rooming with lovely Twitchy from Twitchy Corner and she has promised to hold my hand if I freak out because ....
Very scary. I'm reading one of my posts at The Mother Tongue session, so if you are attending, please come and smile encouragingly !
Ms Twitchy is also speaking, the next day (Yay Twitchy!!) and is already making veiled threats to lock herself in the bathroom. We are not so very brave when we are not in front of a computer screen.
When I tell my real-life friends where I am going, they don't get it. They don't blog, and only a couple of them read my blog with any regularity. They don't understand why I do it, what the point of it is.
And honestly, I struggle to explain it myself.
Except that I love to write, and sometimes the words are bubbling around inside me needing to get out.
As for content....
I love to share, and I'm not ashamed of the hiccups and milestones of my life.
Some of them have been awesome, positive and wonderful, joyfilled and sublime. Some of them have been ugly, awkward, heartbreaking or just plain embarrassing. Anyone reading about them can choose to think of me as a bit of an airhead, a flake, a crazy person ... that's okay.
Because every now and then someone reads my blog and it reaches them in a moment just like mine. And they know they aren't alone. They aren't the only airhead, flake or crazy person...
That's why I blog. Because none of us should ever feel alone.
Why do you blog?