Secrets...

Every Sunday afternoon, I normally take time to read another blog. I read the same one every week. This blog is from Post Secret. Post Secret was a project that was started a while ago in which people can send in post cards containing their secrets. These secrets are then published in book form or online. I read this blog every week, seeing and trying to understand the secrets that are being shared. I even have one of the books and I have read every single secret that was printed inside.

I find this idea fascinating. The book has a quote from its compiler inside. It says, "There are two kinds of secrets: those we keep from others and those we keep from ourselves." -Frank.

I have the original Post Secret book that was published after this project began in 2004. In this book are some of my favorite secrets that I have read. Some of my favorites read:

"I am a Southern Baptist Pastor's Wife. No one knows that I do not believe in God."

"I Hate people who remind me of myself."

"I hated my childhood."

There are so many others that people have had the courage to artistically share in post card version and mail in anonymously. Each week, as I read these post cards, I think about what I might put on my own post card. Tonight it hit me that I would want to share the following.

Most girls grow up playing mommy with their baby dolls. They dream of the day that they are a mother and can dress their children and play with them at the park. I grew up telling people that I didn't want children. My reasons were that I didn't want a child to have the same kind of childhood I did, therefore I wouldn't have any. I told this story for so long, and will still tell it today. The truth is...I did have a rough time as a child..but I WANT to have children. I want about three of them.

So there it is folks, one of my secrets. I have held it in for many years, and so now you know: I want children.

Do you have secrets? Do you ever feel so bad after holding them in for so long that you want to share them? I feel much better sharing mine. It may seem small to you, but it is a very big deal for me. So... if you can..tell a secret or two. I believe you will feel better.