It’s been four years since I stumbled upon this world of blogging.
I went online looking for coupons.
Yup, that girl in front of you in line? That was me four years ago.
I was hell bent on checking out at the grocery store and only having to fork over five bucks for $600 worth of groceries.
That never happened, but I did score loads of free deodorant and toothpaste. And shampoo. Shampoo was always a good one!
I didn’t find the secret to free groceries, but I did find Blogger.
I quickly fell in love with the community of people that were hidden behind the screen. Real people sharing real stories. I found it inspiring and intriguing.
There was a whole world online and I was hooked.
Instead of coupons, I found my voice.
A passion I had for writing as a young girl became something real in my life as a woman, wife, and mother.
I began pounding the keyboard with words that begged to escape and hit publish on things that made my palms sweat to share, and it felt good.
After I hit publish, the comments starting coming, and I cried.
Like a baby.
That was the day I knew I would never stop writing.
It wasn’t so much about what I wrote, but how writing felt.
It felt amazing.
It felt like breathing.
It felt good to get something out!
Maybe my writing will never make it passed this tiny little space I have here in the blog world?
Maybe it will never see the inside of a published book?
Maybe I’ll never get picked up by Huffington Post or be listed on The Babble 100 like thousands of other bloggers I look up to and admire, but I will always have the one thing that blogging has already given me.
Hidden behind the screen were friendships that I had no idea could even exist, but they were there and they were real.
Over the past four years I’ve met some amazing people online.
I’ve built friendships with women I’ve never had the chance to hug in real life (yet!), walked with some of you through life’s battles, and rejoiced in so many of your victories!
Many of those stories pulled me in through Pour Your Heart Out.
If it wasn’t for Shell and Pour Your Heart Out I would have never had the place to share the things I felt like I was scared to say.
Her meme was like free therapy every Wednesday!
This blogging journey has twisted and turned into something else since then.
I still love it!
But, it’s different.
The simplicity of community is harder to grasp.
People don’t read and comment like they used to.
There’s more social media that goes along with the job of blogging. What used to be reading and commenting on other blogs has morphed into pinning, plus one-ing, sharing, tweeting, and oh my goodness I need a nap.
Some days I get caught up in the work that blogging can be and forget that it doesn’t matter is this blog ever grows anymore than it already has.
I would be happy in this space if it never changed because when it comes down to it, I blog because this is my space to breathe.
Everything else? Eh.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO MY FIRST BLOG FRIEND EVER, SHELL!
Thanks for letting us pour our hearts out!
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