I really like blogging. (Perhaps you've noticed?)
One of my favorite things about blogging is all of the wonderful women I've met through their blogs. I love looking into their lives and seeing the things that they do because they teach me so much. I love learning from them. It's wonderful.
One of my least favorite things about blogging is all of the wonderful women I've met through their blogs. I hate looking into their lives and seeing all the things that they do because I start to get jealous. I hate it when I compare myself to them. It's not very wonderful.
I suppose this is just how we women are, and blogging just makes it a little more obvious because we can see into the lives and homes of so many other women than we do in our real lives. I've been thinking about it, though, and I've made some realizations.
The things I'm jealous of are usually things like how fashionable someone is. Or how amazingly her home is decorated. You know, that adorable haircut she got and posted a picture of. The awesome pink skirt she bought somewhere. The great rug you noticed in that picture of them opening gifts in her (fabulous) living room at Christmas. The gorgeous dishes she has. On which she serves gourmet meals that you could never (and let's be honest, would never) make yourself.
Then I get jealous of their abilities. She's a great writer. She's a great cook. She's a better photographer than I am. She's such a calm mother. Just look how hilarious she is! And so on and so forth.
But here it is. I am great, too. And guess what? I don't wear pink skirts, no matter how cute they are. They're just not me. That haircut she posted? Well, it would look horrible with my face, and plus, I have too much hair and it would never work. That rug really isn't my style either, great as it is. It's too bright, and come to think of it, my living room is all black and dark red. The dishes, I'd still like to have, but I have some great dishes, too. So there. I also have abilities of my own. I don't need to put myself down because someone else can do something better than I can. Life isn't a competition! I just need to do my own personal best, and keep learning how to do better.
Most of the time, I remember that. But, it's easy to forget with all of you amazing women writing blogs out there.
Keep writing them though, and I will choose to learn from you rather than sit around wishing I could just be you. I will be true to me and be happy with that.
Because I rather like to blog. (Perhaps you've noticed?)