A friend let me know today that it was her blogiversary. To many non bloggers, this may seem insignificant, but for most bloggers, it’s a huge celebration of the time, effort and thought put in to so many unseen details.
It got me thinking…. When is my blogiversary? And secondly, have I ever celebrated it?
The answer to the first question is easy. December 17th, 2012. My first post, ever, published. The answer to the second question is more complicated. No, not really. I’ve acknowledged it here and there. But celebrated it? No.
Starting this blog wasn’t just a random idea on a rainy afternoon. I had been reading blogs for years. I have always loved writing, and blogging felt like a natural outlet to me. I loved following groups of bloggers and enjoyed how reading about their lives, loves and thoughts made me feel like I knew them personally. I wished I could be brave enough to have my own blog. I wanted to talk about things that I thought were fun and frivolous and that took up a lot of my time back then. Baking, beauty and products, working out… etc. When I worked up the courage to share my idea – with someone who was closest to me at the time – I was completely shut down. I was told it was dumb. Essentially, it would be ridiculous for me to do that. Embarrassing, even.
I was disappointed. To put it mildly. And I dismissed the idea for a long time. I continued to journal, and dialogue with other bloggers and friends about random topics.
Then, in 2012, a lot changed in my life. Doors closed. New chapters began. I started to selfishly put myself first. I frequently asked, what makes YOU happy? Only because it was something I had not done in a long, long time. I decided it was time to take care of me. And to add some fun back in… and for me… one of those “fun” things was starting a blog.
I agonized over the details. The layouts. The colors. The name of the blog. My friend (the talented Stephanie of Cleo Creative) helped me with my original blog theme, my photographs, and all of the technical details that I had no idea how to maneuver. She made my blog into something I was proud of. And gave me the confidence I needed to step up. I am forever grateful to her for that.
I am sharing all of this to point to the following:
At the time of starting my blog, my confidence was so low that I was TERRIFIED someone I knew would see my blog. Doesn’t really make sense, right? I remember I shuddered when someone would mention my blog in public. I hoped nobody would hear them. It was much easier to be in the “blogging community” and share amongst them, than it was for my own friends and family to see what I was saying.
I still panic a little when someone says “I read your blog post!” But slowly the panic has given way to more comfortable, warm and fuzzy feelings. In the last 5+ years I met someone who loves me for me, supports me unconditionally, and celebrates the things I love. I became a mom, which interestingly enough, makes you care a LOT less about things you used to worry about before!
Now, when something is on my heart, I hope I can find the courage in myself to share it on my blog. Because when a post connects with someone else, and they know they aren’t alone, that is what makes blogging rewarding. Sure, it’s fun to discuss frivolous topics like the best new dry shampoo on the market, (and believe me, I’m interested) but blogging is about connecting. And I want to connect with my readers on the silly AND the serious.
Allllllll that to say (if anyone is still reading….) I appreciate everyone who has supported me. Those who have reached out to collaborate. My friends who texted me EVERY single post to let me know they read it. The readers who messaged me to say they read what I wrote and they feel the same way.
That’s what it’s about. So for as long as I have my blog, through times of many posts and times of few, I hope you will always check in to see what we’re up to over in this corner of the blogosphere.