It was the last day of the year 2007. I still remember sitting in front of that computer, trying to make a decision.
I can’t recall why I decided to start blogging that day. I had been reading blogs. Daisy Cottage (what an icon with her cozy home and cheerful colors!) and several others. So I had been exploring the blogging world.
I felt drawn to this world, like a moth to a flame. But I just wasn’t sure I had what it took.
But it just wasn’t enough somehow. I looked in the mirror and only saw parts of me staring back.
I would get excited about some endeavor, and then I’d lose interest.
I was in a marriage that had gone terribly awry. It was a horrible mistake to begin with, and had just grown worse over the years.
So I sat in front of that computer as the hours ticked toward 2008 and wondered if this would just become another interest that waned and flickered out.
I let my fingers do the walking. Thus I started my first blog.
That one didn’t quite fit, so later I started another.
It was called View From The Pines, a nod to the region’s gorgeous tall pine trees. It was mostly about gardening.
And then in April 2009, I started Cozy Little House. In October 2009 I stared Welcome Wagon, where I featured three new bloggers each week, which many of you won’t remember. I retired it last January.
And then in July 2013, I lost all of my previous posts, and started over. I guess I’m a die-hard blogger, because losing 1500 posts, (poof! gone), is not easy to swallow.
But I’m still here, posting about decorating and gardening and a little bit of everything.
I see bloggers start up now, and I can almost tell if they’ve got “the blogging mojo” right away.
There is a passion there that you can read between the lines. When they post, they almost shine from within.
Some people think there are already too many blogs out there. But the same could be said of authors, when contemplating writing a book. Do they stop and think: there are just too many books out there?
If you want to be a blogger, if you want to dip your toes into the water, then you’re never going to know until you do it.
And if you don’t do it, you will forever wonder what it would have been like had you done so.
Like everything else, blogging has evolved and there have been lots of changes since I started blogging.
Blogging has become more of a business for many bloggers, because you can make money at it if you work hard enough.
There are blog planners to help you stay on task. There are seminars you can take to hone your craft, and conferences you can attend. There are even blog coaches.
It has taken on a life of its own.
But back when I started blogging, all that was still over the horizon.
That long ago day in 2007 was pivotal for me. I had tried on so many hats, and I just felt like someone trying to act a role who didn’t have a script.
I finally found something that seemed to fit like a glove at 50 years of age.
I was never a social person (I didn’t know I had Aspergers back then) and I was uncomfortable in social settings. In many ways, I felt like a failure.
A marriage in the toilet. A career that never quite got off the ground after college.
But when I started blogging, a whole new world magically opened up to me. And it just kept unfolding as time passed.
I credit that day for much that has happened since. It gave me confidence in myself. I made online friends when it was so hard to do so in person.
It gave me a use for my journalism degree. For years I kept my framed diploma and college awards in the back of the closet.
It’s hard to be a journalist if you’re not being a journalist, ya know?
Those awards are still somewhere in the closet, because I don’t know where I’d put them. But I’m here, still blogging, starting my day with a cup of coffee and my laptop. Still getting excited about writing a post. Still loving being behind a camera.
Still getting that jolt of pure joy when words tumble from my brain onto a screen. Or getting an adrenaline rush when I shift my camera, and I see near perfection right in front of me. There for the taking.
I have a place now. And it seems to fit just right, when nothing else ever has. I look in the mirror, and I see all of me staring back.
There have been many hurdles, but I’ve somehow managed to leap each one. Even though I often stumbled.
There are only a few weeks left in the year 2015. Perhaps it will be you that sits down and writes your first words.
For you bloggers reading this, would you please summarize your story about blogging in the comments? What it has been like for you?
It might help those about-to-become bloggers out there poised to dip their foot in the water.