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I am a freelance writer, children's author and avid journal writer so when I was asked to write blog pages I thought what do I really know about blogging. I have a few friends who blog and I of course love to read their random thoughts and daily ins and outs, but I have never blogged, or have I? I am addicted to Facebook and post the most meaningless chatter so is that blogging? I read the definition that blogging is frequent, chronological, publication of personal thoughts with web links. Seems simple enough. So here I am jotting down my random and likely useless thoughts.I must say though if their was a blog that I actually got something from it's from Kandee Johnson. She is a ray of sunshine in type. Everytime I read her words I feel uplifted. She shares her life's detail with ease and turns even the worst day into a blossoming garden of love and hope. I have to say that's not me. I don't want to admit to being a pessimist but it runs in the family! I always tell others to be positive and that all will be okay then I go home and complain, worry and fret over my own life's junk and mess. Still hoping Kandee's words might rub off on me. Anyway here goes with the blogging to see what it's really about, why people do it and if anything save a few trees by throwing my thoughts out on paper and relieving some space upstairs for more random thoughts to appear. If anyone should stumble across my rambling please forgive me.

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