I am inspired to blog by my daughter Sara and her husband Peter.
I love to write and I find that when I put pen to paper, I am forced to think logically and systematically. If I cannot coherently structure an argument, a position, or a narrative, I usually abandon the effort. Of course, what makes sense to me, may not be the same for the reader. Becoming over-zealous is a weakness of mine. So often a Facebook post, a letter, or an email I have authored seems a bit over the top when I re-read my words with the passage of time. Oh well, we all have our foibles and this is a BLOG so be forewarned. Passion is an important spice of life.
The title of this blog "On Bended Knee" is as good as any. I start this literary journey on the cusp of total knee replacement surgery in a few days. My Ipad is perched on my left knee so swollen I cannot straighten it. But the title is also works on a more basic level to mark my begining in life. We all are educated, imprinted, scarred, molded, and influenced by our upbringing. I was raised on bended knee and have been striving a lifetime to stand up straight.
