A couple of days ago it occurred to me that writing this blog often serves a very useful purpose in my life: it keeps me honest. For example, Wednesday’s post included a bit about digging in the dirt. Now friends, I could have blown that off as easily as I plop my butt down on the couch for some Olympics viewing. But I’d written about it and wanted to keep my word, so I did it. If I’d merely thought about it – without mentioning it to you – it probably wouldn’t have happened. But it did happen so there you go.
I’ve been aware of other blogging benefits for some time. I don’t know why this one caught me by surprise. And it doesn’t really matter anyway. The honesty is what matters to me. As I am solely responsible for my honesty, I’m grateful for the impetus. And because I did dig in the dirt, I’m just plain grateful. Dirty, but grateful.