Um. What am I doing? I’ve been reading alot of blogs over the last few days, but thinking about doing a blog myself over the last year. My biggest fear? The things I think about, worry, get indignant about won’t interest other people. It’s not a paralyzing fear though. Some of the questions I’ve been mulling over lately:
- Am I a writer?
- Will we (my family) always be beneath the poverty line?
- Should I homeschool my two boys?
- Am I wasting mine and my family’s time by going back to college?
- Am I going to hell?
I don’t promise I’ll answer these questions anytime soon, as I’ve been almost losing sleep over these 5. Heck, I don’t even know if I’ll remember to post on some days. But I think I’m willing to say I will try not to make this a pity party.
I kinda want to open a window on what it’s like to be at the very end of the disparity in New York City. The poor family in the Bronx. Not the poor family Mayor B. would like to pay, to encourage us to take our children to school everyday, to the doctor. But the poor family who struggles with very mainstream issues.
I don’t aim to be political either, because I don’t wish to be eaten alive by bloggers who eat politics for breakfast. I’m no politico. I will only refer to certain politics as how they directly affect what my family is doing, and trying to do.
Anyway…
Wish me luck.
