Dear Reader,
I sit here listening to a variety of music, some death cab for cutie, maroon 5, and other mellow music. For some reason I am brought to the edge of tears. All the songs seem to be touching my heart and wrenching it slowly. A tear has not been shed but my eyes are warm, hot even and the tears are brimming my eye lids. I have to say that I did listen to my favourite song, or one of them, What Sarah Said by Death Cab for Cutie. There's something about that song that I cannot explain. I think it might be at the end when it says, LOVE IS WATCHING SOMEONE DIE......WHO'S GOING TO WATCH YOU DIE. That sentence alone brings me to pondering and wondering what life has to bear for me. Then the next song in rotation is She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5. Every night before I go to bed I look in the mirror and tell myself that I am a strong, confident woman and I am not going to take shit from anyone. I think tonight that I could say that a few extra times...try and bring myself up out of this hole that I have dug for myself. Writing to you helps. I get to put down the core ideas down and you may not make sense of it, I know sometimes it makes no sense to me. But there's that 'it' factor about it because you dear reader are true and constantly come back for more. I wonder what brings some of you readers here to check out my blog. Education...maybe. Mixture of ideas....maybe. Trivial pursuit...maybe. There are so many answers that I cannot name one specific one. One thing I will say though, Thank you dear reader for sticking by me through thick and thiné I appreciate everyone that looks at this blog, it is my baby and I am so happy to share it with you. I may not know who you are, or I may know who you are. We could pass each other on the street and not know. So many scenarios, and situations. You are still here though no matter what. Thank you so much.
I will admit that I use my email a lot and I do not have a problem with people who do. Since my parents are in the baby boomer age I have also learned that certain things are better done face to face. An incident occurred last night where I had two people tell me they were no longer riding at my barn. The sad part is that they both did it over the email. They had my home phone number so why not just call me.... These people are of my parents age so I don't understand why they don't use the face to face policy either. Mum said it could be because they are in the age of computers and that takes the job of having to tell someone something face to face away. I find it very sad that people find they can hide behind their computer screen and keyboard and just type a message and that be the end of it. Yes, I realize it would or will be harder to tell someone to their face or at least over the phone, but you took the high road, so KUDOS to you for doing so. Very rarely anymore do people take the high road, but for the few that do that makes us special. We are not apart of the faceless computer communication age.
