I'm too complicated. I even exhaust myself sometimes, and I'm sure the rest of you wonder about me, too on occasion. I just would like to say, I'm truly sorry if any of you were disappointed in me for writing that last bit. I won't delete it, because that's part of the process, and it's a testament to the fact that we as humans aren't perfect. That I am not perfect. You take the good with the bad, and the consequences that go along with both. I struggle with myself, and I've chosen to do that publicly, here. If I only ever post the positive, the uplifting, then it's not genuine. I cannot erase my vices and highlight my virtues, or I will be presenting a lie to you.
I can, however, seek to become a better person. I said in the comments section, that I am a "work in progress". Oh, how truthful that statement is. I have so far to go, so much to understand better. Each step I take closer to solid ground, the more I realize how near the edge I have trod.
I sincerely hope that in a year, in two, in ten - I can look back at the things I have written and chart my life as steps forward by their content. That is my goal here, and I hope that you will continue to forgive the stumbling I often do on that journey.
Posted by Shannon at May 1, 2004 02:18 AM | TrackBackNo apologies needed... the writing was wonderful... the feelings and imagery so real you could feel them...
And if you'd only written that... all you'd have heard was the praises... which are there... go look back for a minute....
When you commented on the "extras"... you gave us an opportunity to take off onto another plane altogether... and you kindled a fire that let us comment on what we thought of the "extras" in print... on film... in everyday life...
Nowhere was it meant to reflect on your wonderful, delightful writing... you gave us a jumping off point... and we jumped...
Posted by: Aunt Vickie at May 4, 2004 05:18 PM