This is something I have struggled and struggled with.
What if my goal is simply to write what is on my heart? What if sometimes, I feel like I want to share something that made me giggle, and the next moment, I want to share something that made me sob? Am I not trying hard enough to be specific? Will anyone be interested?
I guess, dear audience, that I would hope to identify you as I try to identify my blogger (and non-blogger) self. A real, raw person who gets from one day to the next by simply living. A person that, amidst all of that life-living, also seeks out moments of intensity, moments of purpose, moments that make the heart beat life into places forgotten. I hope you are a person that dreams big dreams with big hopes while folding laundry one minute and putting the dishes aside to read a book the next. I am guessing that you want to change the world somehow, yet you feel insignificant and busy and but still somehow hopeful.
If you are anything like me, you are looking for people to identify with. Words to connect with. Confirmation that being very real is what life is about, and that these moments are beautiful and messy and we all have them.
I know that God is not mistaken, and that this mess of me and my blog and my heart may not fit inside of a box, of a subject matter. And I have to believe that there is an audience that doesn't fit inside any of those things, either.