Ten reasons to ask your friends to visit my blog

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It’s been a long, difficult summer. I had glorious plans of sneaking off to a cabin to complete my WIP, but life had other plans for me. GRADUATE SCHOOL. I have my Master’s, but in order to maintain my job as an adjunct instructor for a community college, I needed to add more graduate hours in English to my resume. So off to school I went. I push the cliche’ here, but I do believe things happen for a reason. There was a reason why I had to drive to the Boro every day this summer and leave for campus around 8 a.m. and sometimes return home around 8 p.m. and THEN do homework. I needed to cross paths with some of the people in my classes. They added additional brush strokes to the picture of life I’m painting.

But back to the blog. There are CERTAIN types of people who might just benefit from the ramblings of a psycho writer chick. Here we go. Do you know any of these people?

1. People who need to make a connection…
I am probably the most emotionally vulnerable person in the world. But I know there are other people like me out there. Perhaps your friend is like me too. I say things in my blog that I can’t say to anyone else, and because I use deeply constructed metaphors, most people don’t really get what I’m talking about. But sometimes various words were meant to be heard by just the right people. Perhaps your friend is that person. Perhaps not. But there is always perhaps.

2. People who don’t like being baited into argumentative situations…
What I write is definitely differently. I purposely stay away from topics that tear people apart. I avoid politics, and I avoid religion. I believe God loves us with a love so deep we cannot fathom, but only you can develop that personal relationship. God calls YOU to him. He doesn’t tell me whom to condemn. If I could wrap each of my readers in a great big hug and tell each one, “Hey, you’re loved,” I would do so. Seriously. That empty feeling of having no one is unbearable, but we don’t have to feel alone.

3. People who are incredibly geeky, silly but are too shy to admit it in person…
Hey, I’m the poster child for adult dork. I still play make believe and wonder “what if.” I have an unquenchable sense of adventure that I really have to rein in because I know most people simply would not understand. I do NOT take myself too seriously. I spent my summer (when not studying) questing for Steven Tyler. I say questing because I do not want to be arrested for stalking. I coerced my students into make a Video Plea for me, that he would allow me to meet him at his concert. I posted comments on every Atlanta radio station FB, pleading for someone to help me make the connection. I contacted his booking agent and tried to book him–then found out that my VISA card would be declined. I could not pay the $100,000 fee. Sigh. Oh well. No luck for me. But the fun was in the adventure.

4. People who are afraid of EVERYTHING…
I am fearless on some days. On other days I’m afraid of everything. Most of all, I’m afraid of lies. The worst thing for me is dishonesty. Everybody fails to live up to expectations. Those faults are forgiveable, but premediated, intentionally hurtful lying is crushing. I fear being suckered in. But don’t we all? But isn’t it silly to not to take a chance for the fear of rejection? Rejection stings for a little while. Regret may last forever. I’m also afraid of frogs. They are Satanic little creatures that scare the dickens out of me. I am afraid of trains. I panic at every railroad crossing. I am afraid of flying, but I am going to Ireland. I have made peace with my maker, and should the plane go down, well, I am ready to go. I also fear bugs with a lot of legs. I fear scorpions, unless they play guitars. And I fear missing out on my most important dreams. It’s easier to accept yourself as being “normally unnormal” when you realize your fears aren’t any weirder as anyone else’s.

5. People who make the most out of unfortunate situations by adding a little quirkiness…
What is so wrong with being quirky? I work with teenagers because quirkiness is a natural part of their character. Adults don’t understand. That’s why I feel I fit right in with adolescents. We think alike. But quirky is fun. Quirky people take of their shoes and walk in the rain during a thunderstorm because they don’t want to get their shoes wet. Quirky people carry a can of Febreeze around a stinky classroom as if were an Olympic torch. If one must deal with with moldy, mildew carpet, one can surely find a way to make the experience “interesting.”

6. People who can’t say how they really feel so they let music do their talking…
I don’t open up to people. But I have an advantage. I’m an English major! I understand metaphors–conceptual metaphors, now, thank you MTSU summer of stylistics. I can say what I want through the lyrics of a song, mine or someone else’s. So can you. So can your friend.

7. People who believe their animals talk back to them…
Sometimes my best conversations aren’t with humans. I mean, who else do you know who will lick your face after a bad day of school? Who else will show you that you are needed by pawing at your backdoor, demanding to be let in, refusing to eat his meal, until you arrange it just right in the bowl?  It’s nice to be needed. Our four-legged friends let us know we’re needed. I could write a novel based on the feline and canine characters in my neighborhood. But I think that’s been done before, i.e. “twilight barking” in One Hundred and One Dalmations.

8. People who do stupid things…
Okay. Here’s one of the best reasons for your friend to read my blog. We all do stupid things. But I do a whole lot more stupider things than normal people. I can make ALL PEOPLE feel good about themselves if they compare their antics to mine. Allow me a few examples of proof. I hotglued my lips together while hanging posters in my classroom. (Long story.) I sprained my ankle while talking on the phone one night on a warm summer’s evening. I thought I would go for a walk and chit chat. I missed the pavement and ended up in the ditch with my leg in the culvert. I had to claw my way out. I dress inappropriately. Only I could wear a button-up shirt inside out to school. Feel better?  I bet your “challenged” friend will too after reading my blog.

9. People who believe in serendipity…
I believe we sometimes stumble on the most important things in our life. Sometimes we’re too stubborn, jaded, or blind to see the obviousl. Sometimes we have to run face first into the wall of fortunate discovery. Simply put, I believe in hope. Usually, we can’t make situations work out the way we plan them, but that doesn’t mean they won’t work out.

10. People who need encouragement…
Do you know friends who feel as if they’ve done too much damage in their lives for anything good to happen? Do you know fpeople who feel no matter what they so, they’ll mess up anything good that happens in their lives? I may be the geekiest, quirkiest, clumsiest, goofiest, awkardest, shyest, least confident person on this planet, but if I can do anything right, perhaps I can convince your friend that hope, love, and happiness are out there, waiting.

As I try to jump back into writing, I would appreciate your vote….I mean your endorsement. Please encourage someone who needs a friend to read my blog. I appreciate every reader, and I appreciate your support.

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31 thoughts on “Ten reasons to ask your friends to visit my blog

  1. Alexis

    I broke my finger my freshman year of college – I was watercoloring a “Winnie the Pooh” picture. Right now I’m working on a hole in my heart. Bullies keep finding it and I’m trying to fix it so they can’t get in anymore. Good to read your blog again.

  2. I have been working on a hole in my heart too. Those are HARD to fix. But not impossible. I must say that’s a first–broken finger while watercoloring. I have to ask how. :-) I sure miss you.

    • :-) I’m glad you and I can agree on #7. I wish I could communicate with my yellow lab a little more effectively. She thinks more than anything in the world that I want to be greeted by a wet nose when I walk out to my car at night. I can’t see her, and she sneaks up from behind. I jump out of my skin. I think she’s doing it on purpose. :-) Thank you so much for reading and encouraging me.

  3. I needed this tonight thanks! All of these hit so close to home but for now I just want to mention #9. I love stumbling upon things like I did this blog! Life is truly amazing your blog is a breath of fresh air friend :)

    • I am so glad you stumbled across my blog. You have truly made my day. The thought of serendipity makes me happy and keeps me away from all the negative things that try to weazel their way into my life. Your words really lifted me up. Thank you so much!

  4. Thanks, Tee. I really don’t remember how I got introduced to your blog, but I love reading it. Now I know why; I connect on about 8 of the ten reasons. You really have a gift for connecting with people through the written word. Keep writing….
    I have hit a wall in writing. Can’t seem to find the right things to say at the right time. Not sure how to get around that. But I will keep reading you and maybe something will click me back on.

    • Dwight, thank you SO MUCH for reading and for adding a comment. Writer’s block is tough. Sometimes I force myself to write by finding a site that gives me a prompt. But I understand what you mean about finding the right words to say at the right time. I’m carrying a bucket load around me me right now. :-) You keep on hanging in there. You’ll make the connection between what to say and when to say it.

  5. Jennifer

    I enjoyed this so much! I think we all have similarities that can bring us together if noted. I’m going to share this blog with a “friend” who may benefit from reading what you share.
    Thanks!

  6. pete

    6,7 and 10 certainly strike notes for me as I think songwriters are the most amazing people that I have met (including football players) and I know my dog understands everything I say. 10 goes for all of us; I don’t know anyone who doesn’t need a little encouragement. Well written and I have suggested it to some others.

    • Thank you, Pete. I think my dogs get a kick out of ambushing me when I come home. Today I was checking my text messages and opened my truck door without look. I felt two creatures grab me–my labs. They thought they were being so good greeting me with muddy paws. I almost jumped out of my skin. But I talk to them. Scooby disciplines Lacy and grabs her by the collar to keep her from jumping on me. It’s so funny to watch.

      I think songwriters are pretty amazing too. I wish I had the gift. I’ve read a few originals lately that are just unbelievable. I have lyrics run through my mind, but I’m not very risky about letting other people see them.

      As for football, I will have to sharpen my skills and do a better job of learning the game. Michael is playing this year. He is in 7th grade at CCMS. He scored a touchdown after catching a pass. I was away writing a paper and missed it. My heart sunk. I just am there for everything he does. He is also the kicker. So I guess I’ll be talking football in the future. :-)

      The past year has been so hard, I still haven’t found the right words to say everything. Maybe those will come to me–eventually.

  7. Cindy

    You are so gifted!!!! I really enjoy reading your blog. Maybe one afternoon or evening we can meet for a session of sharing….I think we have a lot in common and we need to “connect” as co-workers and friends….KEEP SHARING!!!

  8. Cindy, I would LOVE to meet with you some afternoon. It really means a lot to me that you took time to read and comment. Thank you so much for being so kind. :-)

    • Thanks, friend. It really does mean a lot to me. Up days, down days. But days like this when I get a sweet comment really do a lot to lift the spirits. :-)

  9. I so love reading your posts, Tee. I often refer my husband to them and I know he takes the time to read them. Keep sharing your quirks. I enjoy reading and they do make me laugh so hard. My Pastor and his wife told demeaning stories about their lives for mothers day to display to us how easy we degrade ourselves. Imagine having a senior pastor love his congregation so much, he and his wife are willing to demean themselves.

  10. Dennis

    For all who read this i met Teresa at Harmony House I play Bass, I have gooten to know more about her in this blog. Teresa is a wonderful soul God saw fit for me to cross paths with and she is a good Guitar player too, I enjoy seeing every new blog sometimes i see myself in it, I burnt a ear in electronics class in high school thought someone was talking to me and my family can tell you i am a shy person takes awhile to speak to new people, God Bless You Teresa May you have a Long wonderful Life,

  11. Rachel

    Tee, you are so right on so many levels. #10 especially struck a chord with me. Regardless of the circumstances, you have always encouraged me. You stuck up for me when I was your student, pregnant and terrified, and have been there for me through the years. Now, I can only hope to follow in your wonderful footsteps. I want to impact lives the way you do. I don’t know if you know it or not, but you have made a profound impact on my life. Your quote has carried me through many hard years of wanting, and now, hopefully within the next month I will be a teacher of English. I can only hope I will be half as good as you are.

  12. Mary Todd

    Oh golly, I can relate to all those reasons. Clumsy, hmmmm…. I don’t reckon I have done any permanent damage, but i did bang my head HARD on the wall just the other day (shaking my wet head after showering is a habit I need to break).
    I’m beyond geeky, dorky, quirky. I’m more bizarre, eclectic, and eccentric. ** People in background are yelling FREAK!
    I talk to Buckwheat, (my cabbage patch kid) and to Martha all the time, and they answer too.
    Metaphors be good. Almost like the code of Nostradamus (sp?),.. understood only by those who really care.
    Those 10 reasons are good, but why I read…. I KNOW you will give me something worth thinking about. ;-)

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