My wife doesn’t read my blog. Actually, now that I think about it, I am not even sure (as of this writing) that she even knows the web address. She does know I am writing one. She just hasn’t gotten to it yet. That might bother a few people, but it doesn’t really bother me. I don’t even get envious when she reads other blogs and tells me about them. Last night, I was actually grateful!
For some time now, she has been an avid fan of The Pioneer Woman which is authored by Ree Drummond for quite some time. She is a subscriber, often sends me links, and got her cookbook, The Pioneer Woman Cooks, last month. The excitement she has for this has actually run over to me a little as well as I have found myself spending a good bit of time there myself. (She and I were both excited to find out that she will be soon bringing the Pioneer Woman to the Food Network!)
My Wife's "Pioneer Woman" Blueberry Cobbler
To get back on topic, I said earlier how grateful I was that my wife had been reading her blog (instead of mine). She made the most delicious blueberry cobbler for dessert.
So, is this post just about cobbler? Of course not, it’s to brag that I had some and you didn’t! No, it’s not that either. As I thought about this, I realized that the reason The Pioneer Woman is so incredibly successful is because her content and the way she relates to her readers is absolutely delicious. She has something to offer, something that is satisfying, informative, stimulating, and appetizing.
As a blogger, I have those same goals for my blog, but as blogger having the kind of success that Ree has had isn’t my blogging goal. I would be willing to bet it wasn’t her goal either when she began blogging. She just wanted to write about things that were important to her.
As a parent, how does this apply to me? After devouring the entire cobbler and talking about how scrumptious it was, my wife made the comment how easy it was to make. I looked up the recipe and saw that it did seem simple. It had only five ingredients and seemed fairly easy to make.
So often in parenting or even in marriage, we think we have to be perfect and we end up making the final destination inadvertently unattainable. Something I learned from reading her blog was that what she offered in the recipe was a simple process. The end was where the prize is. Being a great parent, a great spouse, isn’t about being the best dad or best husband. It’s about the process. It’s about taking the steps, one at a time, intentionally working toward the final goal. I know that I will never “arrive,” but I know that I can steps, one at a time, to work toward becoming a better dad and better husband. This is what I want to do.
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