When I launched this blog a few days ago, I nearly puked. The sensation was equivalent to getting off a roller coaster with about eight upside down twisty turns. My legs were shaky, my palms were sweaty, my heart beat claimed the space between my ears and I felt an incessant need to scratch my head, squeeze my arms and shake my legs.
I guess I thought everyone would hate it and think I was stupid. Or maybe I was worried everyone might love it and ask for more.
Shortly after I pressed the "GO" button I had to ask my nine-year-old daughter for a hug. I told her my apprehensions, and she very calmly wondered why I would be so concerned. She went on to say, "Mom, what you need to do is think of everyone in the whole world as tiny little ants, they are just going to have a look around and not even say anything."
Well, I don't know about the "not saying anything" part, but it did bring me solace knowing the whole world had turned into tiny little ants.