I never thought.
I wonder how many times in my life I’ve said those words, or at least had them run through my mind. I suppose we all have at some point. LIfe surprises us in so many ways that it’s hard not shake our heads and say, I never thought…..
One year ago today, I cautiously submitted my first post here. Quite honestly, I didn’t know what to expect. I thought about blogging for several years but didn’t know what the point was. I have opinions. I’ve done some writing. I could point out the bizarre things we see in life each day and if I wanted to have some fun, I could vent. The problem was, lots of other people were doing the same thing and doing it much better than I ever could. So why bother?
I don’t know if there was one thing that finally triggered it but I know that the idea of writing whatever I wanted, in whatever way I wanted, without consideration of an audience, appealed to me. There was a sense of freedom in that knowledge. There still is.
I never considered followers. I didn’t know what that meant or how to attract them. I read that people made money blogging but I also know that if you’re writing with the intent to make money, you’ll more than likely be disappointed. So I pretty much laughed at that consideration.
No, the attraction for me was simply to write, though I had no earthly idea what I was going to write about. I’d read that bloggers should have a niche or there will be difficulty attracting followers. Well, I knew I didn’t want to be pinned down into writing about just one thing and since followers weren’t something I’d probably never have, I decided I’d just write about whatever came to mind. So I have.
I’ve written about things that have caused me shake my head, get angry or make me laugh. I’ve done some creative writing, though not nearly enough, included some topics on music and vented whenever I needed to get something off my chest.
But I never thought I’d find a community of caring, creative and talented people, as I have here. That has been as surprising to me as anything. I thought at some point a few people I know might begin to read out of curiosity and they might tell a few more and soon I’d have enough people following me to fill up the back seat of my car.
I never thought I would have several hundred followers, learn so much from them or enjoy the interaction of thoughts and humor (Paul) we’ve shared. I realize that’s a modest number of people compared to others, but when you reach into your pocket expecting to pull out change and find a few hundred instead, you feel like you’ve won the lottery. That’s sort of how I feel.
The year has had its share of moments, as most do. I never thought when I began this blog that my grandson, Matthew, would be diagnosed with lymphoma and this one year blog anniversary would fall, almost to the day, of his last chemo treatment.
As a result of his cancer diagnosis, I haven’t posted much in the last few months. When something difficult comes into your life, I imagine that for some, writing might become an outlet, a way to express what they’re feeling. For me, the opposite happens. I pretty much shut down. My mind is focused on one thing and I don’t have the energy or desire to string words together in a coherent fashion.
Ironically, that first post I wrote on October 27, 2014, The Difference Between Looking and Seeing, was about Matthew.
So thank you for being there, for reading and stopping by when you can. I hope this ride continues for a while longer. I never thought it would last this long.