I started a post a while ago about how humble I felt when I discovered a friend of mine had become a follower of my blog. Which could come under baffled, because I could not for the life of me think I would have anything that wonderful to say that would make someone follow what I had to say.
I know that I have readers and that they come back frequently, to see what I have to say. But somehow that follow business just made me feel really humble.
I was feeling humble and it bothered me. Not that I try to be boastful or anything like that, but what exactly had triggered this humbleness? The fact that I had a follower? It shouldn’t. It wasn’t the first time I had had a follower or a few, anyway.
Then, I knew why it made me humble.
It was someone I truly admire for their writing, for who they are. When you have someone you think is higher on the mountain, than you and they have taken a moment to look down and say, ” Hey, there is someone who could use a little encouragement, and I like what they say”. It is truly wonderful. So, now I am no longer bothered by it, by love it.
Bewilder is a bewildering word. Mostly because it has a kind of negative connotation for me. I think of it as wandering around trying to figure out what happened and how to handle it. And the dictionary says, “perplexed and confused”, so guess I am on the right track. So, according to the dictionary, perplexed takes us back to baffled.
I will enjoy the followers and the readers and hope y’all enjoy me.
I am so pleased that all of you who read my blog take the time to find out what this baffled, bothered and bewildered person has to say.