Kinship is a strong and powerful thing. It cannot really be explained. Sometimes you just know when you connect with another person.
Of late, I have found that to be true, when I blog. These last 9 months have been extremely enriching from the blogging perspective.
In the age of social networking, when there is a cry that goes around, denouncing the increasing negative effects of social media, I , for one, have drawn great comfort from the blogosphere. It, in no way, is a substitute for personal, face-to-face encounter, but it helps in more ways than you know.
When you want a shoulder to cry on and nobody else is around to hear the sobs, your blogger friend is there for you.
When you want to vent your anger or frustration and don’t want to cause physical damage, that blogger who went through something similar will empathize.
When you are ecstatic, thrilled and overjoyed and want to share it with the world, your close-knit community cheers you on! When you just want to groan about writer’s block and your family wonders if you have your head screwed on right, your blogging kin will know exactly what you experience! Yes, I am addicted to blogging and some days, I know I ought to cut back and give it some slack. And I probably will, when it gets too overwhelming. Right now, I enjoy the connections that it creates, the bonds that it fosters, the love that it nurtures and the unspoken sense of kinship that can come from others who are in the same boat.