Blogging is Not Important

by Chloe Jeffreys · 9 comments

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Years ago–alright it really was only last year–the end of last year–I was gifted a sample of a new vaginal moisturizer after I asked the PR rep for some and promised her I’d review it.

I tried it out, really liked it, and had every intention in the world of running right over here to my little bloggity-blog and telling the entire world about my dry vagina, and how the universe was finally listening to us midlife women and making stuff to juicify us right up…

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Then a whole lot of stuff in my life happened. Like a lot. As in the life I’m living now only barely resembles the life I was living on December 3rd, the last time I wrote anything here. As I wrote in this post, I’ve held a fire sale on my life and the only thing that’s for sure staying is my husband, and maybe this blog. Everything else is on the chopping block.

Then I went on a wonderful vacation to Puerto Vallarta with friends to recuperate from 2012, and while I was on vacation 20 children and six of their caregivers were shot dead at a school in Newton, Connecticut, and it seemed unseemly to come here right after that and talk about something as frivolous as my stupid vacation and vaginal dryness.

It still seems frivolous.

But life goes on, doesn’t it?

Well, for some of us anyway.

I didn’t write about Newton when it happened, and I don’t know if I ever will. But before I get back to writing again, and before I write about vaginal moisturizers, vacations in Mexico, and all of the breath-taking changes in my life, I just wanted you, my readers, to know that I do not think that vaginal dryness is the most serious problem in the world, and I do not think exotic vacations are all that important in the grand scheme of things.

But here we are. And life goes on, doesn’t it? For some of us anyway.

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Janie Emaus January 5, 2013 at 7:34 pm

Somedays all my problems seem trivial.

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Chloe Jeffreys January 6, 2013 at 5:40 pm

Mine too. It makes writing hard.

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Robin January 5, 2013 at 6:43 pm

I’m wrestling with the same feelings about what happened while I was enjoying my 50th birthday on the beach in Hawaii.
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Suebob January 5, 2013 at 5:02 pm

I remember after 9/11 – that feeling that we would never, ever be normal again and wondering if we would ever joke or laugh or sing. Yet somehow we do.
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Ginger Kay January 5, 2013 at 2:58 pm

A friend with a severely handicapped daughter once told me that other moms were often apologetic or avoided talking about their parenting or personal struggles when she was around. They felt that, compared to her, their problems were trivial. She said that she never felt that way. She shared all the same worries that “ordinary moms” had.

This world has always been made of the extraordinary – both good and devastatingly sad – and the ordinary.
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Heidi January 5, 2013 at 2:37 pm

Aw – I’m glad you’re back! And it’s amazing me more and more how the “little things” do, in fact, seem to mean a lot sometimes…and that’s ok! But if your next giveaway is one or the other, I’d like to say in advance that I’ll go for the trip.

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Shannon Bradley-Colleary January 5, 2013 at 1:44 pm

Hi Chloe — I too took time off from my blog. Newton just scared and saddened me and I still can’t wrap my head around it. Kisses to you and the fire sale on your life. You’ll rise like the phoenix.
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Sisters from Another Mister January 5, 2013 at 1:34 pm

Life goes on … except when it doesn’t. I am sure there was a saying once about how you can be sure of that – but I cannot remember .
Probably because I feel old today.
These are hard times we live in, and yet, each day we bolster on, buoyed by our family or our friends, or our jobs or our writing … just something that makes it worthwhile for each of us.
You, my friend are one of those good things in life, part of the stuff that makes it worthwhile – and so I thank you.
We can be frivolous in our words other days – but today, I shall merely remind you how very much you mean to so very many xxx
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