Can you believe that 6 years ago I didn't know what a blog was? And that 5 years and 3 days ago I didn't have a blog? My how the world has changed.
5 years and 2 days ago I started my first blog, this one. I have another that I update pretty regularly. And I've participated in others from time to time. But this is my baby. The one that allows me to be creative and funny and write, and above all else, chronicle my days for future generations.
I still remember writing my first post. I was so excited - and nervous - to venture into the blogosphere. But with encouragement from my coworkers and former coworkers and friends, I jumped in.
Back then, I wanted people to like me. Now? I want to write and I want to have something to look back on in the future. I don't care if people read, because I'm accomplishing my two main goals. If people read, though, yay! I hope I make them laugh from time to time. And comments! Well they're awesome, but even those aren't what fuel my fire anymore.
I guess the summary of this reflection is that I'm content. I like my blog. I love being able to write outside of work. I love being able to look back on where I've been. (In the past 5 years, I've had a baby, bought a house and saw the ocean, for example.) I didn't know 5 years and 2 days ago the direction this blog would take, but now I do. And I like it.
Now I'm going to go buy myself some wood (traditional 5-year anniversary gift, don'tcha know) and celebrate!