This blog is just under a year old, but it has two anniversaries.
I launched this site at the end of October 2014 (save the date for a big birthday party), but I started blogging before that, in August.
Some of you have been with me since those first posts about my brother’s hospital stay. I wrote on Caring Bridge, a site designed as a place for families to give medical updates of loved ones. My posts went beyond just factual updates about how he was progressing on the road to recovery. I wanted to share more with people; I wanted to give insight into what it was like for all of us to live in a hospital.
Because my writing focus was centered around a quickly healing brother, I, and everyone else, knew that it would come to an end sooner rather than later. I received comments from people saying they were glad he was getting better but sad that it meant no more posts from me. And I was sad too. I was writing every day, and people were actually reading it. It’s a gratifying feeling to know something you created is being seen and enjoyed by others.
I started scrambling in late September trying to figure out how to continue writing and how to get this blog started. I started from ground zero. With no knowledge of how the internet makes things appear on my computer, the learning curve was very steep. I had to choose a name for the blog, design it and most importantly, think of things to write about. The focus of my writing would have to shift.
I would have to start writing about myself and my life. Observation of others is so much easier than putting the magnifying glass to your own ordinary life. Who is going to be excited about the television shows I watched last night after a long day of work? How can I put an interesting spin on the load of laundry I did this morning (but did you hear about my amazing fabric softener?). It’s been difficult at times trying to figure out what I want this blog to be, and I imagine I’ll always struggle with finding the right voice and finding the overlap between what I want to share and what you’re willing to devote your time to reading. I love blogging though, and the real struggle is envisioning myself NOT doing this.
My decision to become a blogger wasn’t really a decision at all. I just started writing. The decision to start this site was spontaneous – I’ve spent more time planning grocery lists. Hopefully I can look back at that spontaneity someday and identify it as the time when I found the thing I’m meant to do.
Which dream of yours have you see come true? Do you have any advice for being successful?