The Blogger I Used To Be

Sometimes I miss the blogger that I used to be and the blogosphere I used to be a part of. I miss the innocence and freedom. I miss just rambling on about my thoughts without a care. Now I second guess myself. I wonder when the words will be thrown in my face and used to try and hurt me.

I miss feeling like a part of a small community in which everyone looked out for each other.

Maybe this is all nonsense. Maybe these are silly complaints. I seem to make them every six months or so. Maybe I just don’t like change. Maybe I am going about nothing and then again maybe not.

Isn’t there a place to lament the loss of innocence. Don’t we try hard to maintain our children’s innocence. Don’t we work hard to protect them. We want them to see the snow right after it has fallen in all of its pristine glory. No slush for their eyes.

We encourage them to run and be free. We tell them to make their mistakes and not to worry about it because that is how we learn.

Am I crazy to say that I miss that. Am I a baby for wanting to go back in time. Maybe. Perhaps. Could be. In the end it doesn’t matter.

Forward. Always forward. Progress must be made. I know this. I understand this and in truth I want this too.

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8 Comments

  1. Jack's Shack September 20, 2007 at 6:24 am

    Benning,

    I get them out there, but sometimes I feel like I am not who I was. Not sure if that is a good or bad thing.

  2. Jack's Shack September 20, 2007 at 6:23 am

    Rafi,

    True. 😉

    Miriam,

    The thing is that I hadn’t finished. The question is whether I can go back or not.

  3. benning September 19, 2007 at 7:08 pm

    Though you may watch what you say more closely, I think you still get your ideas and thoughts out there. Were things friendlier a few years ago? You betcha! But the Web is growing up. A little bit. And we’re all loathe to watch it wander away from us.

    Blog on!

  4. Miriam L September 19, 2007 at 4:24 pm

    With 50 people in the house, I’m sure something will get broken.

    We’ve been invited to a local break-the-fast shindig too. Seem to be more of them each year.

    I don’t mind being Mirty/Miriam. It’s all good, as the younguns say.

  5. Stacey September 19, 2007 at 2:07 pm

    LOL — to me, you’ll always be Mirty!!

  6. Stacey September 19, 2007 at 2:06 pm

    Thank you, Mirty. I appreciate your kinds words! Life is just so hectic and I found I had more time to get things done when I wasn’t blogging. But maybe I can try to do it once/week. I will try to put something up in the next few days — or probably after the Yom Kippur. (I am having 50 people over to break the fast). Hope you have been well.

  7. Miriam L September 19, 2007 at 12:26 pm

    I miss it too, but I guess it served its purpose in its time.

    BTW, ask Stacey to post again. I miss reading her writing.

  8. Rafi G September 19, 2007 at 10:28 am

    come on, you still ramble.. 🙂

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