The date passed me by…which actually isn’t all that unexpected, with all the semi-organized chaos leading up to Thanksgiving Day that had me busy and distracted. A year ago this past Tuesday, November 23rd 2009, I started this blog. I’d been blogging on LiveJournal for several years, but that was written with my family in mind. As my blogging changed and I began to focus more on my writing, some of my posts inadvertently caused drama. Drama that made me question why I was writing, who I was writing for, and where I wanted to go with blogging.
I didn’t have huge expectations or huge hopes for this particular blog, I just knew that I needed a safe, semi-anonymous, creative outlet. My original blog is still up, and I post periodic little family updates for the grandparents and other interested family members. But my writing, my heart and soul, is shared here.
I spent some time looking back through my earliest posts on this blog, rediscovering where I was, and who I was as a blogger and a person, just this time last year. I was learning how to slow down and cherish the moment, enjoying the simple happiness of puddle-jumping, feeling bittersweet as my son grew big enough to hike, reveling in finding a few moments of peace, and experiencing the wonder of Christmas through a toddler’s eyes.
This past year of blogging has been indescribable. I’ve meet so many remarkable women who are becoming wonderful internet friends, and I’ve learned so much about myself — about who I am right now, about what is most precious to me, and about the life I strive to live.
Thank you, everyone reading this! Thank you for the amazing impact that you’re having on my life. I’m so grateful for your thoughts, your comments, and most importantly, for your friendship.
Here’s to another year!