What I Hope My Words Say

I just saw a note on blogger that said ".....yada yada yada, Make money while blogging!"

Now who in their right mind would make people PAY to read blogs? Man, the people that read my blog deserve to be paid themselves, simply because they make me feel better about myself!

Now that, and this video I watched the other day about another Mormon woman who blogs, made me think about why I blog. Why DO I blog?

Maybe I do it for myself. So I can have the satisfaction of saying something clever and having it written down somewhere in public, where anyone could read it and behold my cleverness. Maybe because I just want to be heard. Maybe because I just need an outlet, and hey, why not let that outlet be open to not just my friends and family, but the rest of the internet as well?

All that is true to some degree. But, in the back of my mind, I hope that there is a bit of purpose buried in the words I write here. I write silliness. I write nonsense. I write of the irony of life and I write whatever the heck I want. My blog is nothing of consequence in the scheme of the internet, and that's quite alright. But in those words, I hope there is goodness.

The hope that I have for my blog (while still allowing me to share my clever thoughts with the world and feel better about myself in a very egotisitcal way) is that, while you and any other reader could be reading any filth or trash on the internet, you're getting none of that here. Here, sure, you're reading nonsense, but you're reading happy, uplifting nonsense where you'll never hear a swear word, you'll never find a dirty picture, you'll never hear about me getting drunk and making a fool or myself or about how much I want to go get high. Drugs and alcohol will never be promoted here.

The only things I want to have on my blog are things that are virtuous, or lovely, or of good report, or praiseworthy, or simply optimistic or, yes, even, silly. I hope that people can come away from reading something on my blog with a smile or a laugh, even if they're simply going to forget what I said two minutes after they read it. As long as they're not getting a dirty image or story burned in their mind, I'm quite alright with that.

Any way you see it, I'm just glad that I have an opportunity to write, and that people actually read what I say, and, occasionally, actually care about what I'm saying :) So thanks, my friends, for reading. It means a lot to me, and I hope it makes you smile every once in a while.

Love, Holly