I’ve been pretty much a lone blogger for the year and a half that I’ve been doing this. If people started following my blog, I thought that was cool and I might go look at theirs, but for the most part, I was just writing. I barely had time to write so when was I supposed to find time to read?!
Then Deborah Bryan over at The Monster In My Closet linked to my blog in one of hers, referring to me as a new-to-her blogger that she was enjoying. I enjoyed hers too so started following it, and then started paying more attention and looking for more people to read.
Deb put out a request for guest bloggers and I thought it’d be fun to participate. Then I read the theme and thought, “Dang! I haven’t had any experiences like that! I don’t have anything to say.”
She was asking people about a time when someone they loved and respected dismissed their ability to accomplish their dreams. I’ve never had anyone do that directly – not on big things like getting my education, finding a job, etc. Certainly not anyone important to me, like a parent or close friend.
But then I remembered an event in my life and realized that it’s all a matter of perspective. The situation was, in the grand scheme of things, minor compared to big life dreams. And the person dissing me was unimportant, looking back. But I was a young teenager and *madly* in love. So in my world just then, he really was important to me. And the event helped show me, for better or for worse, who I am. It was a defining moment in my life.
So… without further ado…. here’s my first-ever guest blog.
Oh, and interestingly enough, as I started writing that story, it felt like I had already written it before. So I went digging and realized that I had. The context of the post was different and it was a shortened version included with other stories to explore how women like me behave when trying to “make it” in a male dominated environment. I hadn’t published it yet. I’ve polished it a couple of times, but not yet run it. So when you see it some time in the coming weeks and it looks familiar to you, don’t say I didn’t warn you.