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So I saw Julie and Julia tonight, I must say that I recommend it highly. Even my movie-phobic sweetheart was into it, a very rare occurrence. The story was well developed and the actors were all in great, Meryl Streep was really amazing as Julia Child and Amy Adams did a good job keeping up with Meryl's talent.
Really I was reflecting upon this because half of the movie is about Julie blogging about cooking and she gets all excited the first time that she gets a comment which is followed by the realization that if 53 people comment it is likely that a lot more are reading the blog.
I am not dreaming that 53 people read my blog, but I did get some comments that are from someone that I don't know, a Jhon. Who knows, this person may be reading this post right now.
The thing is that the thought that someone else would care enough to read something that I say on the internet is a little amazing to me. I mean really, who am I? I thought that my friends would read it (though there are probably far fewer that do than I would hope) and that my family might care but certainly no one else.
Really I do this for me, to give voice to thoughts, to feel important by posting my pictures, to celebrate victories, to be bigger than I really am.
And yet here I sit tonight whether anyone reads this or not, I am just me, no more important, no bigger. But happy none the less, that someone does read what I have to say, and hopeful that they still will, especially those friends and my family who matter to me most.