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  • Writer's pictureKaren

To blog or not to blog...

Updated: Sep 29, 2019

Be who you are, not who the world wants you to be ~ Shakespeare

Why start a blog?

In the words of my college philosophy professor - why not?

But what is this blog going to be? Such an existential question for a sunny, mid Fall morning, but crucial to the (hopefully) successful nature of this website.

In tackling the question of what this site will be, I felt it necessary to decide what it shouldn't be.


My life is anything but perfect. Not my kids, my house, my clothes and certainly not my hair. That's the fun of it. That's the beauty of it. Or so I keep telling myself. Perfect is...overrated. Perfect isn't who I want to be friends with. Let's face it, perfect is hard to achieve and even more difficult to maintain. I'm tired just talking about it.


I don't have a camera filter. I don't have portrait mode. I don't know how to stand with one foot out, on my toes, head angled just so. I DON'T do selfies. (do I really look like that?) I will place my hand on my hip, because you know, arm fat and all. I mean I'm not that lazy. But, my life isn't posed or staged or filtered. The wrinkles are mine. The mess is mine. The figuring it all out - is mine. So, enjoy this authenticity because this is midlife.


Here's the thing, just when I think I have something figured out - BAM! the world shifts and I'm thrown off my axis. (see what I did there) So, who am I to tell you what to do? I simply won't. I will, however, share with you what I research, what works for me, what I like or dislike and why. If you feel so inclined to give it a try - great! Let me know how it works for you.

It may still take me a few weeks to narrow my focus, find my niche. It may take me even longer to master the website building. I don't know everything about this blog yet, but I do know it will be one thing...

me, wishing you,

Good luck with that.

Love and luck,



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