Blogging, you are not yet dead to me.

Blogging, why do you confuse me so?

On one hand I have such fond memories of you. You were there for me when I truly needed you. You introduced me to new friends that I would never have met had you not had a hand in it. You kept me busy, too busy at times, but busy nonetheless when I felt lonely and useless. Blogging, you will always hold a special place in my heart.

Yet, on the other hand you tried desperately to take over my life when I didn’t think to keep you reigned in. My quiet times with the Lord morphed into online discussions. Things that God was attempting to teach me were now suddenly debatable. My poor children and all that they said and did became fodder for potentially millions of unknown readers.  By God’s grace the millions never appeared but the children felt used regardless.

Honestly, Blogging, I want to reunite. Really I do.  But is it possible for us to reconcile on my terms?

I’m older and wiser now and need to let you know that it’s my way or the highway.

The ball’s in your court…