brave new world.

I am not your die-hard blogger.  I am not even really a "writer" per se.  I like to jot my thoughts down when the mood strikes.  If the mood isn't there then I feel like I am doing an assignment instead of releshing in the pure enjoyment of watching words come together to form a thought. 

The blog's title reflects the reason for my blogging and sharing.

Let's start with the love

I have decided to start this blog mainly for my daughter, who is 16 months of pure sweetness and also to allow myself to express a very new mother's thoughts and moments of this little creature that make me glow with pride, affection, and a love I didn't know existed until she found her way into this world.

Praise (which is first in my title for a reason):

The spiritual side of me also wants to relish in the written word.  I have always been an avid journal-keeper.  Mainly to jot down these moments of spiritual upheavel, upliftedness, uprising, and ofcourse, reflection.  It has pacified many late-turned-early hours when my mind would race and my soul would ache to be heard. I figure that a blog can also do just that, but also be able to share with others these wisps of revelation.  As an Orthodox Christian, I also believe that sharing thoughts can lead to others helping you or you helping them.  It really works both ways.

Forgive:

As I sit and write, and sip coffee and enjoy a moment of solitude I also think about the third word in my title: Forgiveness. Somehow, I have been blessed with the act of forgiving very easily.  For me, it has never been a second thought to tell someone "it's fine, really" ... " I forgive you."  And yet I find myself second guessing my reaction most of the time because others tell me that I should be stronger than that...I should "forgive" but not "forget..."  is there a difference?  I never could see one.  Yes, it comes easy to me, but sometimes I wonder if it's really in earnest and deep down inside I am still resentful. 

So with all this being said, I end my first "real" blog posting.  I send this out (to quote the lovely Meg Ryan from "You've Got Mail") "to the dear void."  Only, I don't necessarily want a response to any of these posts.  I just want reflection, contemplation and the satisfaction of feeling that my words have fed rather than starved. 

To you, my dear daughter, I dedicate this page.  Enjoy your mother's words.  They are not necessarily words of wisdom, but they are your mother's all the same.