Dear Daughter
Good morning, my Lovelies! I wish I could relay to you the overwhelming emotions that I'm bombarded with each week when I open up this blank page and begin sharing my soul, but I'm certain my words are lacking. You see, most of the time I've got a really good idea of what exactly I'd like to talk about, but every now and then I'm clueless. There are times that I have so many different ideas floating through my head that I can't decide which is the best topic to use. But no matter what the topic, there are always feelings of anxiety, apprehension, and happiness at the thought of sharing myself with you. Yes, I'm anxious. Putting myself out there the way I do is definitely an anxiety-inducing situation. The mere idea that people are reading my innermost thoughts heightens my anxiety and freaks me out. Apprehension? Yes, dear God, I'm apprehensive about what I'm writing each week. Not knowing how my thoughts and ideas might be perceived makes it difficu...