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Mother's Day and 300 Posts

How perfect is it that this post, this Mother's Day post is a milestone post.  It's my 300th Post....exactly. 

Perhaps that's not a big deal in the blogging world.  I really don't know.  But I tell you it's a big marker for me.  I'm a busy woman.  I've got enough on my plate any day of the week, that taking time to jot a few thoughts down, or inspiring moments, can be difficult. 

But then I look at my children.  I look at each of their sweet faces, and know that one day, they'll read these posts.  I know years from now, one of my kids will learn some truth of their youth, some truth of their faith, some reason of why we did what we did, and I'll know taking the time to jot a few things down was worth it.

I've heard and read so many critiques of blogging, norms or proper etiquette, dos and don'ts, and have come to a conclusion on the whole thing.  In the end, I never post something that I wouldn't want one of my children to read one day, when they are an adult.  That's my guiding compass.  That's my standard.  Would my children regret me telling this story in such a public forum?  Would they be embarrassed or ashamed?  That 'PUBLISH POST' button is a test of my own moral character as a mother.  Do I click in an emotional rage?  Do I carefully choose when and what to publish? 

I admit, I have come close to clicking that button when inappropriate to do so.  I admit, I've had to delete a post or two a few days later, when upon re-reading the account, realize, this isn't right.  I've lost my purpose.  The  DELETE button can be my friend.  It can save me and my children from embarrassment, from shame.  It can uphold what I've started here.  It can restore my dignity which was lost in a fury of typing fingers, spewing forth unhappiness, anger or even resentment. 

I've come to respect these two buttons in my life - PUBLISH and DELETE.  Both of which can do great things or terrible things.  I like to think of our Blessed Mother, on today of all days, Mother's Day.  It's her day too, ya know.  I try and take a cue from her, as she held all these things in the depths of her heart.  She KNEW when and which to choose.  She knew what to publish and knew what to hold close. 

Our Lady, guide us as mothers.  Guide not only our motherhood, but our charity, guide our Love, that we know when to speak, and when to listen.  Teach us what to share and what to hold quietly so as to protect ourselves and our children from unnecessary harm.  Help us set the example of prudence and right judgement.

Happy Mother's Day to all!
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Leanne said…
Really - what a fantastic post, and a fantastic way to keep yourself in check (by making sure that you write only what you would want your children to some day read.) And CONGRATULATIONS on 300! Can you believe that you have written so many thought provoking things and put it out there in the world? I know that I am amazed at it myself, when I look at the thoughts I've shared. I decided a long time ago that I wanted to try and keep my blog as positive as possible - knowing very well that I'm not always happy - but that in the end, there is always a positive lesson to learn from every situation. Really great work you are doing here, my friend. And CONGRATS, again, on 300! (And happy mother's day, too!) hugs!
May 11, 2011 at 7:13 PM
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