–What is a blog?
That is precisely what I asked my son 1 year ago.
He rolled his eyes (the way kids do) and said something like, “Are you kidding me, moooooom?”
I get that a lot around here.
But I’ve learned a great deal since then.
Yeah, Mama Kim has come a long way.
I’ve learned that blogging can be a podium for change.
That a blog is a beautiful space where one can be set free.
Free from judgment, editors, & political correctness.
Free from bosses, managers, and nit-picking assholes breathing down your neck.
I’ve learned that blogging is like undressing in front of the world.
Metaphorically speaking, of course.
Layer by layer the clothes begin falling off until the writer is left naked and exposed…
standing directly in front of the reader.
I’ve learned that one can shout, yell, cuss, educate, enlighten, inform, and give voice to one’s stories…
…because the words matter.
I mean, who would have imagined that a little girl from Duluth, Minnesota’s words would matter…
Who would have imagined that Your words would matter?
They do. They do.
How many layers of clothing are you willing to take off?
For me, especially when I’m talking about my sister’s murder, domestic violence & mourning, I shall removed everything, everything, everything.
Until I’m standing bare in front of you.
Until Kay’s story seeps inside your soul.
Until I take my last breath….
——-Dear, Reader, what is the reason you blog? And for those of you who read blogs—what makes you keep coming back?