when you forget that it is, and then a blogger friend announces the third anniversary of her blog, and you think, “Wait a minute, when she’s been blogging for three years I must have been too!”
So, my blog turned three. In February. Without me noticing. Seems like the honeymoon is over. Still, three years, that’s a lot of time. In blog years, anyway.
And then I went back to the beginning (I had to because I had to look up how long I’ve been blogging), and I found that in my third post I had written about temper tantrums, about conflict with my son, and how to cope. By changing just a few words I could have posted the same post last week. That surely makes me feel a bit strange, as if my life were an endless loop of repeated behavior.
But then I can’t take every post from three years ago and post it as new without changing much. I guess it all evens out.
You probably know this from your own experience, I constantly think about how much blogging and blog-reading I want to do, or I can do with all the other commitments in my life. About every other week I have the feeling that I don’t have anything to say that’s worth reading, and then I contemplate quitting.
But I won’t. Not now anyway.
My head is full of things I’d like to write about if I had a bit of space in my life. Some day I’ll get around to do it. Who knows, maybe some day I’ll even post some more music here.
And I would never had thought, back in 2006 when I started blogging for real that I’d still be doing it 295 posts later. That’s a lot of words. And the most amazing thing is that some of you have been reading all of them. Thanks.
Well, three years is an accomplishment indeed. I’m not one for noticing even the birthdays and anniversaries of those near-and-dear to me, let alone of my blog. But, now that you mention it, our blogs are rather dear to us. I do hop that you will continue blogging and sharing all your thoughts and stories for many years to come. All the best.
Three years is a lot in blog years. Congratulations.
happy blogiversary.
just today I blogged about dreaming of more “space in my life”
yes… looking back often remeinds me of how far I’ve come, and how I’ve barely changed at all
and this: “You probably know this from your own experience, I constantly think about how much blogging and blog-reading I want to do, or I can do with all the other commitments in my life. About every other week I have the feeling that I don’t have anything to say that’s worth reading, and then I contemplate quitting.” very much so
I’m glad you’re here.