The Cheese Stands Alone
When my sister, we call her Dibs, encouraged me to begin blogging, I thought, “Oh my God! What on Earth would I write about?” I tossed the idea around for a long while, read other blogs, trying to get a feel for other bloggers styles and content. I tend to be a perfectionist (who is FAR from perfect, mind you) and when I set out on a project of any sort, I need all the information I can get on the subject. I think it’s more a matter of being fearful of looking silly if I don’t know all the ins and outs of what I’m doing.
There are some bloggers I identify with, others I don’t. I may like their work, I may try every recipe they share and love them. But something doesn’t click for me. I thought a lot about why I didn’t feel a connection and it finally hit me a few days ago what it is. Dibs and I were discussing a very well-liked blogger and I enjoy her work, her style, her recipes. She has it going on. But I don’t read her blog. She intimidates me. Hmmmm… Why? She’s too organized and he life seems too much in control (no, I’m not talking about Martha Stewart, I promise). I can’t relate to her. She doesn’t seem real. She works very hard, but things are just a little too perfect.
Now, this may be the hardest part of what I intend to do here. Be real. Or at least be as real as practical and still provide some entertainment, or information. If I constantly write about how disorganized I am, or how cluttered my closets are, what do I really have to offer you? I may not share photos of my cluttered closets, but then again, I may! I will eventually share recipes and artsy projects here, I’m sure. But I’m going to start by exposing myself a bit (not in a lewd and lascivious sort of way.)
It used to make me feel awkward and uncomfortable. As I’ve grown older, I’ve begun to feel differently about it. I wonder if everyone feels that way to some extent. If we are self-aware, we are bound to recognize our uniqueness, our individuality, the things that set us apart from everyone else. The good and the bad. We seek out people who we can connect to, we seek out similarities so we are not standing outside the circle alone. I think we also look for shared failings and weaknesses. We look to connect with people who are real, or at least share as much realness as we are prepared to handle.