To Blog or not to blog...that is the question

I pose this, of course, because it has been over a month since I last posted anything. It is slightly odd that I would have to bring myself to write, to consciously say to myself: "Hey you, you should blog tonight." Anyone who knows me knows that I love, even have a passion for writing ever since I was young. I remember vividly sitting at my desk in the room I shared with my sister Megan writing stories, and wanting Megan to write stories with me. I still have get so much joy from writing, whether it be poetry or books, or thoughts. I would always say you can't lie on paper. Why would you bother? It would often make my emotions tangible, as if putting it on paper could ensure the reality of what I was feeling, even if it was just for that moment... So why... why do I have so much trouble with the blog? It comes down to the audience...statisically (according to Kathy, but probably very accurately) I am in the 1 percentile of the facebook world- yes, I do not have facebook. Nor do I want it. Though, I admittedly had a moment after watching "Social Network" that it crossed my mind. My point being, I would second guess doing it simply because why would ANYONE want to know my thoughts on fried versus baked, or the make shift toy chest, or the nonsense nothing that I am writing now...but it hit me, it doesn't matter. I will write for me, like everything else I have written. So cheers!
My mom advised me years ago, we're talking high school, to pick the people in your life that their opinion of you matters, and then stick with that. Since then I have been careful to select those people. I feel like the list may be small, but it will be those people that will always have your best interest at heart. I hope for my children that in the friendships they make they will be able to feel uplifted, happy, and leave feeling better about themselves, but mostly I hope they will have the courage to walk away from ones that don't. I am not saying to be a fair weather friend by any means, because there will be times where a friend needs you to lift them, whether it be just to listen, or just to care, and I am more than happy to be that friend, but to realize how you feel about yourself when you leave. There is something to be said about the kind of person that has the ability to make someone else feel better, when so much of the world wants you to feel worse...I hope I can be that person.