I’m starting to wonder if writing this blog is a good idea after all. My doubts are surfacing again. Am I committing myself to something that may prove to be too difficult or confronting to achieve? Will it prove to be a waste of time? Will you remain interested dear Reader, as my stories unfold? I wonder.
As I write about the challenges and joys of bringing up a child with an intellectual disability, I’m sure some of my character flaws will be highlighted. Each and every day, my family and I are reminded about how different we are to the average families around us. We encounter daily reminders of Poppet’s disability (about which I’ll write down the track), and how different we are to her. It would be impossible to edit these reactions or thoughts out.
I’m comfortable with this. I’ve had too much happen in my life to not be authentic. So, the stories I write will be accurate, although I’ll change names to protect the privacy of my friends and family. To this end too, I’ll not identify my daughter. I’ll refer to her by one of her nicknames: Poppet. Not only am I concerned about her safety, (there are some nasty pieces of work out there), but I also respect her right to privacy, especially as she gets older.
I may read some of my entries in months, even years to come and view the issues I write about today, through different eyes, with the helpful perspective that elapsed time creates. This is where your views will add interest to my stories as well.
I’m keen to ensure you have a positive experience as a reader of this blog, so you’ll see I’ve created a policy that outlines my thoughts about comments, and a privacy policy that describes how our private details are protected. I welcome your thoughts and questions; however, I will omit or edit any comments that I believe are offensive or irrelevant.
So it seems, I’ve managed to convince myself to continue with the idea of blogging and I look forward to sharing it with you.
