|One of those great CO days for walkin' and talkin'|
As is our ritual, our steps keep time with a lively banter of conversation, smoothly transitioning from one subject to another. Or sometimes not so smoothly. Today we talked about the horror of being stuck on a cruise ship for endless days without electricity or proper waste disposal. Then we drifted into a conversation about zoos (she has a grandson and wants to take him this summer), the wonder and joy of elephants, and my weird personality glitch of crying when I see kids at zoos with pure joy and wonder on their faces.
One of our conversations centered around a topic I read on a blog the other day written by Rachel Heath. The post was about teaching toddlers to own their bodies and our responsibility as parents, to protect them and grant them a right to protect themselves.
If I'd read this story earlier, we might have had a conversation about the Huffington Post article today written by my online writing friend Wendi Nitschmann. In the Post article, she shares her love story of being reunited with her now husband, after 24 years. It's touching and filled with hope.
All this got me to thinking about the power of blogging-- our ability to tap out words and stories on our computer, triggering thoughts and conversation with people we may never meet or know. Isn't that amazing? It gave me a pause for thought about our purpose, or even dare I say, mission as writers in Blogland.
Keep writing-- you never know whose day you'll touch,