Thus relieving my anxiety about what I ought to be doing - I thought I'd take a stroll. It's too hot outside to walk the neighborhood, and the mall doesn't excite me. Instead, albeit there's no exercise involved, I decided to take in the neighborhood wherein I blog. There's a little "Next Blog" link at the top of my blog, and it looks like a doggy door to this pup.
Wow, what a street I live on. The first surprise was the number of blogs devoted to relationships with God. There is a Malaysian nunnery and a couple of official church blogs, but there are also many quieter testimonies to the role of Diety in the lives of my neighbors. I wonder if this is a coincidence, or if there are a predominance of believers among bloggers. My own research tsk tsks me, so I guiltily push thoughts of what might be involved in researching that question out of my head.
My neighbors are both grappling with and celebrating life. One neighbor's blog honors her father, who passed away in 2008. Another blogs about her big happy adopted family - a veritable Sesame Street with its many small, diversely colored faces. A third neighbor's blog is an ode to her will to survive a bout with cancer. A fourth woman wrestles with her family's decision to use a surgical means of birth control in stark opposition to her faith's prescription for an endless stream of babies, and its stringent prohibition against prophylactics.
My favorite gem in all of this was penned by Retty Hakim, who said this about herself:
"A mother of three boys, who is trying to grab the essence of life through blogging. Citizen journalism firing me to write. The internet has broken the limitation of my house walls and my hectic time schedule. It has opened my eyes to all those wonderful persons with all their own opinions. Sharing ideas and comments are the wonderful aspect of the internet that attract me. I hope that we are going to build a better world with better communication..."
I grok you, Retty.
I took some photos on my stroll. Come check out my neighborhood.