A year ago I started blogging. However if you look at my archives it says another date. I didn’t want my blog to look so lonely so I post dated a bunch of posts so it would look like I knew what I was doing.
Yes that is just a little insight to the craziness inside my head.
I also went by the name “Laura” back then because I was afraid of stalkers learning my real name.
My blog header looked like this and I was just beginning to dabble into HTML.
I spent a little time recently looking back over my archives to see what has happened this year and I was amazed and delighted at what I found.
Has blogging enriched me? Has it corrupted me? Can I have it all? Can I do it all? At what price?
A year ago I could write a post and read a ton of blogs and still have time left over. Now, I scramble daily to fit all of my blogging into a 2 hour time period.
A year ago I would wring my hands together with glee and wonder what drawer or closet I was going to organize next. Now, I have set my standards a tad bit lower. Not everything needs to be labeled and organized all of the time.
A year ago Sarah took 2 – 2 hour naps and wore diapers. She only had one pair of Crocs back then.
A year ago I ALWAYS had freshly painted nails.
A year ago Emma was alive and hadn’t yet been diagnosed with cancer.
A year ago I didn’t get confused by calling my husband Tyler instead of his real name. I just got confused over normal stuff. I confuse easily.
A year ago I didn’t worry about my friends. Now I do.
A year ago we weren’t working feverishly to sell our house and move. Did you just read that? I slipped that one in. Yes. It is exciting.
A year ago I thought that I was the only one in the world who thought like me and in 365 days my eyes have been opened.
A year ago I gave same day service on laundry – oh yes I did.
A year ago I read bloggers who had 300 followers and I was in awe of them. Now I have 600+ and sometimes I feel like I am drowning.
A year ago I never thought that success would be so hard. Is this success? It sounds like stress.
A year ago I could always read my favorite bloggers, but now? Now, I don’t have the time to fit it all in. Do YOU know? Do you know that I still like your blog?
A year ago I was happy and now I am happy. Just different.
A year ago I played play-doh and blocks, did art projects and baked. Now I do too. Nothing has changed.
A year ago I didn’t have that extra spring in my step that blogging and writing gives me.
A year ago nobody could ever email me a comment reply because I had the “No Reply” turned on in Blogger. Yes, I am hanging my head in shame.
A year ago I started this blog with the sole intention of telling stories and seeing if I could make people smile. What has transpired over these 365 days has been magical. I have the best life in the world. I can bake and clean and play with my girls, but then for 2 special hours during the day I get to be here connecting, communicating, learning and growing as an individual in a way that is so personally fulfilling.
Has it become tougher to do everything in a 2 hour window? Yes. Do I have blog guilt? Definitely. Would I give up being with my family and baking and cleaning for blogging? No way. Never. Well… maybe cleaning. I could always give that up.
The light inside of me shines bright because I have a wonderful life without blogging. That same light gets even brighter with blogging. However, if I ever took time away from my family to blog, the light would go out.
Thank you all so much for sharing this year with me. Your advice, support and comments, the awards and shout-outs all make me glow inside and out.
I wonder what the next 365 days will bring?
Do you think your life is better for reading and writing blogs?