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Why Do We Bother?

Well, looking at my stats, I received a whooping 10 views so far today (about 25 minutes to go).  Of course, I tried to blame myself and ask what I had done wrong.  Then, I realized that a view is just that, not reading, just going there.  So, what I had was a day in which nobody visited.  I guess part of it is because I live alone, but I took a bit to realize just how much the holiday probably played a part in that number.  I was still a bit surprised because there were even more at Christmas.  Then I remembered something someone said:  “People are home at Christmas.”  Yes, they are.  They are home and, at night, they still rev up the computer and do what they have been doing.  The day is done and relaxing is in order.

So, the title:  Why Do We Bother?  The question being why do we bother doing posts on days when people may well be gone and not look at all.  Isn’t this wasting time and energy?  Isn’t this just setting ourselves up for disappointment and discouragement?

I decided on three reasons.  If these are your reasons, then I understand why you do it, because it’s why I do it.

1)  It’s a promise or pledge.  I promised myself, you, and the spiritual world that I would do this and not miss a day for, at least, the first year.  I owe it to myself, you, and the spiritual world to keep that promise and write something worthwhile each and every day.

2)  It only takes one viewer to need to see what you wrote.  I don’t know how many times I have done something and thought it was a waste only to find out that one person really needed to hear, or see what I did.  Just one person is worth the time and effort to me.  God helps me to write these posts and He knows what is needed.

3)  It does me good.  Let’s face it:  I write these as much for myself as I do everyone else.  I don’t have big dreams of success here.  I have already surpassed what I thought would happen with my blog.  I have written my thoughts down, kept a promise, been steadfast, helped people, made friends, and had a few people smile.  What more could I really ask?

So, tonight, “why do I bother?”  I bother because of myself, others, and my spirit.  Seems good enough to me.

Namaste and Happy New Year,


From the Perspective of the Father of the Bride

From the Perspective of the Father of the Bride
By Scott L Vannatter
November 5, 2012

9-11 now 11-9
The first an epic emergency
This an epic event
My mind and heart are at odds

It’s been well over a decade
The time passed so quickly yet so slow
You went from being that little longhaired beauty
To the wonderful woman you are now

Seems like yesterday, I was explaining all
Questions about boys had not yet begun
Little did I know then
I wouldn’t be around for those puzzlers

Things have changed; they always do
You have grown tall and brilliant
A doctor, the first?, with my name
Though that will change in a few days

I have changed too
Now, I have a companion
Made of wood and it stays with me
Not a marriage, but a union nonetheless

I struggle now; we both do
I with my memory fractured and
You with the struggles of a home
Something you take on happily

He’s a good one, this Josh
There for you through thick and thin
Yet, has time for this old one
When I have problems in his arena

You focus as two but will be fastened
Not a knot but a bow
Something on a gift not a noose
One I hope is yours forever

My part is small; it was larger before
You two met
Now, as one you face the future
And, for once, I see brightness

I find myself in a quandary
Caught between two tastes
The bitterness of separation
And the joy and sweetness of love

Yours is a vow, a promise, a hope
Filled with joy, though sorrows will
Poke their heads in from time to time
See them as reminders not permanent tenants

Bring forth your lives
Started as two, now joined as one
Know that the father believes
The love to be true

Love you, Daughter


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I read lots of books, from mythology retellings to literary fiction and I love to reread books from childhood, this is a place to voice my thoughts for fun. I also like to ramble about things such as art or nature every now and again.



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