Thursday, September 9, 2010

100th Post

Woo hoop dee do dah day. This is officially my 100th post – though a few of the posts along the way were technical things I had to do, so they probably don’t really count, but I’m counting them anyway. As if it matters.

I have to say: I’ve really enjoyed this ride so far.

My friend, Zombie, encouraged me, along with a few others, to start this Blog. He set me up, showed me the ropes. So, if you think this Blog stinks, you can blame him. Not really. But he said it would be good for people to get to know me a little better, and I hope it has accomplished that to some degree. I realize my writing can be somewhat of an acquired taste...

But when I first started this, one of the things that inspired me was the idea that I could leave a bit of a record for my kids, a way to look back and remember their dad and maybe understand me a little better, to get a feel for what makes me . . . me.

I want them to know that I love God in Christ and I love their mom and I love them with all my heart. I want them to know that I'm a person, just like them, with hopes and dreams and weaknesses and challenges. I want them to know a little bit about what I like and enjoy, so maybe they can relate a bit when they get older. And that’s always in the back of my mind when I post things. I treat it all as a letter to my kids, so they can still hang with me a bit after my time is up. If others want to join in with me along the way, that’s cool. This is meant to be fun. And I’m glad you’re here with me. But my kids are my main motivation.

I talked to my 8 year old about this and she explained it to her sisters. She said: "Dad's doing his Blog for us for when he's dead."

Isn't that charming?

She gets it from me.

Peace to you.

© LW Publishing 2010


  1. When I began my blog, I said it was for me, a record of some sort. But as it went along, my reasons are really the same as yours. No one wants to hear my stories but someday they might, and here they will be.

    And yes, reading what you write, I feel that I know you more than I would have otherwise. So I'm glad you're doing it.

  2. Thanks Peggy. And I want to hear your stories. I think you're great.


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