I've heard the question before and been asked it a few times. Why or how did you start blogging? A few years ago I stumbled upon a fitness and healthy lifestyle blog and was so intrigued by how this woman poured her heart out to the world every day. She inspired me and I found it amazing how connected I felt with someone I didn't even know.
I was a child who wrote stories upon storied and filled five subject notebooks with them. I once told a tale from the view point of a sea otter who was trapped and harmed from the Exxon Valdez oil spill and won an award for it. From there, my love took off in different ways. I wrote poems, essays, and I don't even mind perfecting a resume or cover letter. After my mom passed away I sort of lost my spark. My mom loved my writing and encouraged me to go to college for something in the field. She never laughed at my dreams of working in a big city writing for a magazine.
I never made it to New York City. Heck, I never made it out of Erie, Pa. I also would have never pictured myself as a blogger. Some people don't understand what this is all about, and that's okay. One day in 2014 I decided I had to do something more for ME. I wanted a hobby and I thought that maybe someone would read the things I had to say. I remember the first day I hit that orange publish button. I was overwhelmed with the support from my family and friends. They shared my post, gave me high fives and really made me feel good. The love I felt was really awesome, but the new found strength I found again in my soul was the icing on the cake.
Throughout the past (almost) 2 years I have gotten to know some of the most inspirational people. People who bare their hearts and souls through a computer screen. Women who are brave and tell stories of infertility, abuse and one's of finding strength through battles with anxiety. I have come to do things I would have never imagined. I find myself not scared to step in the kitchen and try something new. I purchased and frequently use my very own glue gun. I cry when I get an e-mail from someone telling me I have made their day by sharing a story or helping them relate to something.
Earlier this week I had a scheduling mishap and due to time, had to put two posts out on the same day. I woke up that day a little later than normal and checked my e-mail. Two comments, I only had two comments. I texted my husband and kind of questioned what I'm doing and what I'm here for. He reminded me that life is not about the page views...seriously, those were his exact words. He asked me if I was happy and that as long as I was happy- then, why stop?
You see, life is sometimes a numbers game. Your salary, your bills, even your blog. It's important not to get caught up in the numbers and stay focused on the main objective. I started blogging for Me- and that may sound selfish, but that's what I'm going to continue to do. If I'm not being true to myself, then yes, what am I doing? As many big dreams and lofty goals I have for this space of mine I will always stay true to what's at heart and at the end of the day, that's my happiness.
I thank each and every one of you for your constant support and love. Seriously, each comment I receive truly makes me happy and I love getting to know you all better in some way. And to my number one fan...thank you for reminding me what's important and keeping me grounded.