…. He told me that he would give me a sign.
I was scared. He looked at me, and with that handsome smile, he took my head softly in his hands and kissed my forehead. It was in that moment, that I knew it would all be alright.
I’ve been wondering lately which direction I want my blog to go. Over the years, I’ve noticed that anytime that I have a public journal I tend to censor myself. I’ve wondered why I do this, and though I try not to… I find myself doing it anyway.
So, that leads me to wonder… why do I care? It is my blog after all. I am an adult. I have real emotions, real thoughts, real desires.. .and while I may not be that single gal living it up in a big city, I’m still a woman. So I’m curious… how do other bloggers get over the silent-monster and just put it all out there?
Maybe I should just put a disclaimer up…. “Warning: This blog may make you mad, it make offend, and you may find it socially unacceptable. But.. it’s all me.” 
