I logged onto my blog today after a long day at work. John is currently en route to pick up dinner at my favorite cheap Italian restaurant in Dallas (hello first pregnancy craving) while our electrician installs two ceiling fans into our home (I see you, TX Summer. BRING IT ON). I was genuinely hoping to hop on and then hop off my blog because that’s basically almost always what I do when I find myself here, “Oh! Look! Words I once said! Looks like they’re still up there from 3 months ago when I last posted. Welp. Nothing to see here!”
But today is apparently, my 3 year anniversary with WordPress! I got a nifty little notification with some kind of fancy symbol on it telling me I had registered this blog three years ago today. That’s probably worth celebrating and so I’m posting this to commemorate. Also, taking a stroll down memory lane as my past-blogger-self, I have to say — I think I’m slowly getting the hang of this!
See for proof my first ever blog post — once you’re done counting all the different color fonts I used (which I’m SURE were clear as mud to read on your mobile device), you’ll probably be tripping over italics and BOLDED THINGS before you actually (mercifully) reach the end. In fact, I just double-checked and uhh.. yeah. You can’t read it at all because I wrote it in WHITE TEXT. I mean. How are you guys still around reading this? For those who have been with me since the beginning — THANK YOU and God bless your tired retinas.
I still enjoy the occasional bolded text — just to get my point across or to highlight the nuggets I think are most worth noticing but now I’ve sort of settled into my voice as a writer. It’s fun to notice that. My expression as a writer is clearer, without the help of magenta question marks or aqua bullet points. My posting is still as consistent as a snowstorm in Texas despite my empty promises and internal pleas to myself to sit down, shut my mouth and write. Something that’s helped me with this writing avoidance I’ve created is a friend of mine who now meets with me weekly to swap pieces we write based on a prompt or an idea we have. She’s also one of my neighbors so there’s really no escaping her determined enthusiasm about our weekly writing rendezvous. I love her for it. 🙂
Honestly, she’s probably the reason I’m writing this post right now instead of spiraling into the abyss of Facebook or watching another episode of MASH (a guilty pleasure of mine. 11 seasons are now on Netflix. I am not ashamed). So, I HOPE YOU’RE HAPPY JOANNE.
But seriously, I want to say thank you to all of you. Whether I’ve met you in real life or just over cyberspace, your encouragement to me to keep writing, the thoughts you share and the insights I get from all of you is priceless. I would have nothing interesting to say and nobody to tell it to if it weren’t for the people in my life. So, this post is for YOU! I raise my fancy-embellished virtual notification to you and say — YOU have made this possible! Thank you for not giving up on me! Thank you for forcing me to write when I don’t want to, for encouraging me to publish more and edit less (ARGH), and for always challenging me to not take any gift or passion lightly. There’s lots of joy to be had in this life (even if it is juxtaposed with loss, sorrow, or anger). I solemnly swear to share as much of it as I can with all of you.
Seize the day! Life is short! (if only this blog post was too).