I feel like my heart is breaking over my entire way of life and human nature. And what technology has done to life.
It’s a good thing. Trust me. I’m not depressed. Just working out my faith and feelings about the world.
I am starting to question the existence of this blog.
I could argue that I am documenting things for posterity and for my family to keep tabs on us. But if that is truly the case, why do that in the public sphere? I mean basically this blog can be summed up as an exercise in pride.
Look at me! Look what I sewed or made! I am so incredibly skilled and creative!
Look at my beautiful children and our awesome family and how funny and great we all are! Laugh hysterically at the hilarious things my kids say!
Look at how we are in no way poor and can basically do whatever we want with little consideration for cost or others in less fortunate situations.
Look at these awesome meals I cook! Look at how we eat awesome food and we are so great about supporting small farms and making the planet better through our food choices!
Look at the awesome photos I capture of our awesome life!
Look! Look! Look!
Oh and wait, don’t just look at how awesome I am (and my life is), please comment and tell me about it.
Feed the ego.
Please read my incredibly awesome thoughts on life and the world and parenting! Because I am awesome! I do things the right way! The only way! I am doing awesome at life!
It makes me sick. I am privileged beyond measure compared to much of this world and all I do is squander it and make a spectacle of myself with it.