There are times when I dive into the world of blogging and feel like I’m constantly swimming around to try and find where I belong. What is it that I contribute? Mostly, I end up feeling like I’m just treading water.
I started my blog to have a place to talk about my life as I become the person that I want to be. For the most part, the things I have shared coincide with that. I share about my continuing education cake courses, I share weekly pictures that I take (my dream job would be to be a photographer – I am nowhere close at the moment), and I have shared a few things about my weight loss/exercise journey.
And then I go to read other blogs and feel like mine is so pointless. I think a lot of that stems from the fact that, when I read amazing post after amazing post, I feel like I have no life experience at all. I’m not married. I don’t have children. I was raised in a happy home with both parents and my mom was a stay-at-home mom. I feel sheltered. I feel like I don’t really have a voice. And that leaves me feeling as though I’m grasping for anything within reach; anything that keeps me connected to the blogging community.
Usually, my ‘grasping’ is manifested in commenting on others’ blogs. I want to connect to people. I love to read what others are experiencing. But, without the same type of experiences, I feel like my comments are trite. Last week, I read a post at Chosen Chaos that I wanted to stand up and applaud. The post talks about having a “like” button for blogs, similar to that of Facebook. I would LOVE to have such a feature available (I believe it is available on WordPress, just not on other blogging sites). It’s so hard for me to come up with something meaningful to say to the mom that had to clean up puke all night…..but that doesn’t mean that I didn’t enjoy reading her humorous account of it.
So my question is this: do I comment or not? Personally, it makes my heart skip a beat when I log in to my blog and see that I have a comment awaiting me. What is said doesn’t always matter, I just enjoy that somebody took the time to do it. But what about you? Do you mind if I leave a “that was hilarious” type of comment? Or would you rather I quietly click away from the page simply having laughed at or been touched by your story?