OakintheSeed has been at zero production. When I click on the last post, my old dog’s intelligent face still gazes at me. I wake up during the night with ideas for topics to write about but the next morning comes along and getting ready for work pushes the ideas aside. Blogging is an enjoyable hobby but can also be just another job to do in an already busy day.
My book club friends tell me they miss it.
I miss it too.
I contemplate deleting OakintheSeed but can’t bear the thought that with one click of the mouse, a part of me will disappear forever. Does Google have some protocol for dumping abandoned blogs? Who knows? My blog has languished a long time now, despite a private New Year’s resolution to post at least once a week (which is why I never publicly make New Year’s resolutions).
It would be easier if I traveled or had kids or a farm with rescued animals, places and people to tell stories about. Stories are why readers go to the popular blog sites, stories amusing or sad, instructive or reflective. Stories unfold in our minds with identifiable parts even if the plots may be unfamiliar. My daily stories would be about another day in the office in a job I like and am grateful to have, but who wants to read about that?
But today, a fellow blogger tipped the scales. Thank you, Adrienne.
As long as you will excuse my sporadic entries, as long as you do not mind occasional repeat topics, as long as you don’t mind reading plain old ordinary stuff, I will keep blogging.
And no…we do not have a dog yet, but knowing the door of possibility is open has fueled some good energy. Here is my inspiration: My soulmate friend in Rhode Island, a woman who owns and has trained three Delta certified therapy dogs. Here are two of them out for a daily play session in a nearby park: