I am sure you are wondering what’s up with the new blog name. Well, I never felt like myblogmysoapbox really fully represented me. Yes, I definitely have a soapbox both on and off the net and I tend to spare no one when when I feel the need to stand on it. But, that’s not who I am, that’s more what I do. When I ask myself the tough question, “who am I?” I always first think of myself as my grandmother’s child.
My grandmother, Ruby Geneva Anderson, was my mother. She raised me from baby to young adulthood. She was a beautiful woman, inside and out, and everyone loved her for it. When I say everyone, I really mean EVERYONE. She had so many surrogate children, both those that were raised by her and those that were spiritually guided by her.
She taught me the importance of being honest, kind, and resilient. She instilled in me the importance of being gracious in good times and being strong in hard times. She made sure I understood that actions have consequences and that I also appreciated the importance of forgiveness. She is the reason I have worked hard to make something of my life and a better future for my (future) children.
Ruby is the woman I hope to become. This blog is dedicated to her.