The English language has so many weird and wonderful terms.  I marvel at its diversity.  With words derived from so many other languages, it makes it difficult for people to learn, if English is not their first language.  But as usual, I digress.  

Whenever I sit down to write, I scroll through my document : Blog topics.docx.  This is a 19-page list of possible titles. What am I writing about today, you may wonder.  Well, you see, I don’t really know, hence the name of my blog site is: random ramblings.co.  They are all randomly picked from my current list of 618 possible titles.  I have written over 400 in the last 7 years.

What I find fascinating is the fact that I do it, no matter what happens.  Even when I am ill, or incapacitated in some other way, I find a way to write my blog.  It may have been late a few times, but it was posted.

It has occurred to me that we all have something that we want to do, but may find it difficult to pursue.  But if one can take that first step, it can happen.  It is never too late to try something new.  

When it comes down to it, writing has always been something I have done.  But I never considered myself to be a writer.  Strange as it may seem, I never truly realized it until I wrote a book about how I survived the first year of grieving my son’s death in an auto accident.  

And then, I decided to self-publish it and it has helped people.  Boy, did that help me.  It made me so happy that people wanted to read it. and I could share my story.  It was cathartic and it was a way of sharing him and my experience of our relationship.

The fact that it could help others in their time of grief, was astonishing and I was so grateful.  I am still so grateful for that.  And the fact that people got to know something about him as well, made me so happy.

So now, I write about anything that pops into my mind and it is a different experience.  It makes me so happy to find that people want to read my random ramblings.  Who knew?  I didn’t, until I tried.

And so, here I am rambling again, as I often do in my life.  Sometimes, I don’t know how people can stand it when I am having a conversation.  Fortunately, I have wonderful friends who have learned to follow my ramblings in person and they still accept me and like me.

Wow!  I am so blessed!  And I am so grateful.  Thank you if you have read this rambling all the way through!  You are a very good person to do this.  It makes me happy and you have done a good deed today!