Shortly after I launched my blog, I asked my Dad if he had read it. Nervously, he said he hadn’t because he wasn’t sure if I wanted him to read it.
“Why wouldn’t I want you to read it?” I asked.
He shrugged and said, “I just figured there would be stuff you wouldn’t want me to see.”
Slightly taken aback, I laughed. Did he think I was broadcasting some deep, dark family secrets for the world to read…whatever those may be?
I shook my head. “There’s nothing on that site I don’t want you to see.” I then paused for a moment and said, “Except for the blog I wrote entitled, Why I Blame my Dad for Everything.”
