Dearly loved sons,
Mama got a little (maybe a lot) off track on this blog. I saw others garner attention, fame, and fortune from their little diatribes. I feed a deep seeded need in my soul to be known, acknowledged, applauded.
My intention when I started this blog was to keep a record of thoughts and stuff (that's a technical word) for you to look back on when you are older. I had no idea in 2007 that 7 years later there would be four of you but I am sure grateful there are. I created it as a place to process my thoughts so that I could better teach you about life.
But I haven't done that. I have tried to be clever, cute and catchy. Which has resulted in hurt feelings when the response was not what I expected. Pride comes before the fall Solomon tells us in Proverbs 16:18. God opposed the proud James tells us in James 4:6.
All done! I am sorry, boys, for getting off track. For forgetting that you are my best audience. I am rebranding (if I ever had a brand) this blog. A collection of letters to you boys. A collection you will hopefully cherish and learn from.
I love you all so dearly it nearly stifles me.
With Joy Always,